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Albert Merton, 

THE FARM HAND; 


A DOMESTIC STORY OF LIFE AMONG 
WORKING PEOPLE. 



By GEORGE D. HUNT, 

Author of “Modern Pedagogy,” and “ Hgw to Keep Boys on the Farm." 


“All is the gift of Industry ; whate’er 
Exalts, embellishes, and renders life 
Delightful.” Thomson. 



PUBLISHED BY THE AUTHOR. 


SALEM, OHIO: 

The Thos. J. Walton Job Printing House. 
1893. 


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Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1893, 
By GEORGE D. HUNT, 

In the office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. 


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 


PREFACE. 


'T’HE reading public has a great passion for fiction. The plausibil- 

ity or moral tendency of a story is too often only a secondary 
consideration, and sometimes no consideration at all in such reading. 
There are many who are more pleased with the sensational charac- 
ter of a work of this sort than anything else about it. Such per- 
sons are generally but little profited by this kind of literature. 
Their taste is thus perverted, their minds weakened, and they are 
unfitted for disquisitions, that require deep thought. 

The study of human nature as manifested in daily actions is 
both*interesting and profitable to everybody. And the peculiarities 
of mankind are in some degree manifested in every condition of 
life. Farm hands and all working people have traits of character 
that their condition and employment render conspicuous ; and they 
afford much matter for fiction. When an author can use these 
elements so as to convey a moral, his work may then confer a bene- 
fit on those who peruse it. 

The passions and prejudices, the ambitious schemes, and quiet 
contentment of certain classes can well be illustrated by works of 
fiction ; often better than by any other style of composition. In 
this production the author has endeavored to picture scenes of actual 
occurrence in rural life, and the tendency of employment on the 
farm. He has tried to picture farm economy, and to show the 
beauty and independence of farm life as it may be seen, where th^ 


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plot of the story is laid, as well as in other places where rural life 
is duly estimated. If this work convey a moral lesson for the work- 
ing class of people, and if it awaken more respect for the pursuit of 
agriculture, the author will consider that his labor has not been 
lost. To encourage good farming and to foster the moral and social 
virtues are his prominent objects. With these ends in view, he 
submits the story to the candor of the reader. 

The elements of this story have their counterparts in western 
Pennsylvania and Ohio. Those who interpret personalities in it as 
applying to them, or any events in their knowledge are welcome to 
make the most of them. If there are any good precepts or exam- 
ples set forth, let them be imitated with improvements if possible; 
and whatever untoward and unseemly actions are ex posed, let them 
be a warning; and best of all, if these narrations awaken thought 
and develop some good and practical ideas in rural economy, its 
purpose will be thus answered. 

Salem, Ohio. 



CONTENTS 


CHAPTER I. 

A stranger seeking a place of employment — A venerable 
church edifice — A good impression made — A night at Mr. War- 
den’s — Some peculiarities of farm hands — Albert Merton is en- 
gaged for eight months — The first Sunday in his place of employ- 
ment — A very exemplary pastor — Mr. Warden is well suited with 
his hired hand — The Warden family 7 

CHAPTER II. 

Albert Merton gives good satisfaction , and is re-employed 
with a request to continue as long as he wished — “Auntie” Wat- 
son is introduced — Charlie Warden, and Albert’s influence over 
him — Miss Bertha Warden and her progress in the seminary — 

Mrs. Watson has some nice reflections about her and Albert— A 
fortune hunter puts in an appearance — Miss Bertha finishes her 
education 14 

CHAPTER III. 

Farm work and Albert’s reflections — Some of Mr. Warden’s 
neighbors — Rev. Father Wilson; and his interest in young Rev. 
Lowry — The young preacher’s discomfiture — He gets some con- 
solation from Albert and Rev. Mr. Jones 21 

CHAPTER IV. 

Harvest work — Exchanging help — Albert helps Mr. Thomp- 
son a few days — Miss Lena Thompson and Alonzo Kite — A col- 
loquy in the field — Mr. Warden’s harvest finished, and he prepares 


for seeding 28 

CHAPTER V. 

An experience meeting — Some farm hands tell their history — 
Character of persons whom they have served — The “professor” 
gives a sage address 34 


CHAPTER VI. 

Albert goes with Rev. Jones to Mt. Moriah — There he has a 
pleasant visit and makes some acquaintance for which he feels 
happy — Threshing with a machine — An item of sensational news 
is told 42 

CHAPTER VII. 

Albert and Charlie visit Mr. Gregory — The “professor” 
gives them an intellectual entertainment — Autumnal work — Al- 
bert’s influence over Charlie — A church festival — A new man 
introduced — Another visit to Mt. Moriah — Meeting of a farm- 
ers’ club — Albert makes a grand discovery and enters into a new 
engagement 50 

CHAPTER VIII. 

Mr. Frisby again comes to the front — A gay wedding — Albert 
takes an honorable leave of Mr. Warden — He receives some prec- 
ious testimonials — His new place of employment — His labor and 
deportment there — He and Elta Brayton plight their troth — He 
asks parental consent in an honorable manner — A college student 
much interested 57 

CHAPTER IX. 

A nice rural wedding — Mr. and Mrs. Merton commence 
housekeeping — Charlie Warden pays them a visit — He tells about 
Simon Andros and his ruin by a dissolute son — Charlie has a prop- 
osition for Albert — Poultry raising — Merton and Warden in 
partnership on the Andros farm... 63 

CHAPTER X. 

An episode in which some persons figure who have been in- 
troduced in former chapters — A widower’s embarrassment — His 
experience with housekeepers and officious neighbors — Elizabeth 
Watson becomes Mrs. Ludlow, No. 2 — A second marriage may 
be as happy as any other 69 


A Parable for Modern Times. 


76 


ALBERT MERTON. 


CHAPTER I. 

A stranger seeking a place of employment — A venerable church edifice — A 
good impression made — A night at Mr. Warden’s — Some peculiarities of farm 
hands — Albert Merton is engaged for eight months — The first Sunday in his place 
of employment — A very exemplary pastor — Mr Warden is well suited with his 
hired hand — The Warden family. 

« N one of those spring-like days that sometimes occur in the 
month of March, a young man left a railroad station and 
started on foot acroas the country. He walked with “head 
upraised, and eye and ear attentive bent,” carefully noticing the 
face of the land, the fields and the farm buildings that were in 
sight. His honest look and manly gait would have convinced any 
casual observer that he was not one of the modern class of tramps, 
who stroll about begging something to eat and offering insults to 
unprotected women. 

A venerable rural church drew his attention for a short time. 
A tablet in the gable end had the inscription:— “Rehoboth Church, 
A. D. 1835.” He viewed the structure, looked through the cem- 
etery, read some of the inscriptions on tombstones, and mentally 
asked, “ What kind of people worshiped there?” The monuments 
and epitaphs in such a place indicate the piety, family affections, and 
perhaps family pride of those whose friends or relations are there 
buried. From the contemplation of these a stranger may some- 
times learn a wholesome lesson. While this stranger had not the 
genius of Hervey,* he here found some food for his thoughts and 

* Author of Meditations among the Tombs. 


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perhaps got some indications of the state of society in that region. 

Proceeding some further, he met a man on horseback whom 
he respectfully addressed and asked whether he were a resident of 
that neighborhood, and if he knew of any person who wished to 
employ a farm hand for the season. Giving the young man a close 
look and bringing into service that mental acumen that is common 
among the better class of farmers, he was so favorably impressed 
with the young man’s appearance that he felt persuaded that he 
deserved respect and encouragement. “Mr. Warden,” said he, 
“lives about a mile from this place. He has no help just now, but 
he keeps a hired man every season ; he is a very clever man, and I 
can well recommend him. You will find him working in afield in 
plain sight from this road. I wish you success.” 

With this information and such cordiality in a stranger, the 
young man felt somewhat elated. Mr. Warden was found laying 
up rails and repairing fences that had been prostrated by the winter 
winds. The young man inquired whether he wished to employ 
help on his farm and offered his service. Mr. Warden scrutinized 
his appearance and inquired about the work to which he had been 
accustomed. It was now about three o’clock in the afternoon. The 
stranger offered to work till evening if he could pass the night with 
the farmer. This proposal was accepted. After putting on his 
overalls that he took from his valise, he had not laid up many rails 
before Mr. Warden remarked, “I think you have made rail fence 
before,” and asked his name. “Albert Merton,” was the answer. 
“Well, come up to my house at sunset.” “All right!” said the 
stranger. 

The farmer then went to his house and informed his wife that 
a stranger had come and offered himself as a hired hand on the 
farm. “I hope he is a decent fellow and has no bad habits,” 


was 


her reply. “I like his looks,” said the husband, “and he seems 
like a willing hand. He will be with us to-night, and we will soon 
see what he is.” Mr. Warden had had much experience with farm 
hands. He had had some who lived on the “hand to mouth” prin- 
ciple, and claimed their wages almost as fast as earned, and were 
very indignant at settlement and accused him of great dishonesty 
because he declared that so little was then due to them ; wherefore 
they went off in high dudgeon telling very hard things about him; 
when the truth was, he was a good accountant and kept a strict 
record of all his transactions in which money was concerned, or any- 
thing pertaining to debtor or creditor. While many of his hirelings 
had trifled away their time and opportunity when attending school, 
and now were suffering retribution for not having learned enough 
to know how to keep their accounts. Some had told such pitiful 
stories of their straightened circumstances and want of money as 
had moved his sympathy so that he paid them in advance of what 
they had earned ; then he had difficulty in getting them to work 
enough to balance the account. Some had absconded much in his 
debt. His last employe had remarkable skill with horses. He 
seemed to have a wonderful power over them, and was unrivalled 
in breaking and training colts, and not less skilled in subduing any 
vicious animals. But with all of these qualities he was notorious 
for his profanity and vulgar language. He was a liberal customer 
of saloons and other disreputable haunts. Often he came home 
late at night in a fuddled condition and vomited his surplus beer in 
the bedroom, much to the disgust of Mrs. Warden, who was a tidy 
housekeeper. Such conduct had several times come near getting 
him a peremptory discharge ; but he then contrived to cajole his em- 
ployer into a reconciliation, saying that he was sorry for what he 
had done, promising to do better, and then performing some great 
feat of horsemanship, or an extraordinary job of work that but few 


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others could imitate. 

After sunset Albert went to the house. There he greeted Mrs. 
Warden in a respectful manner, took a place proper for him at the 
supper table, and showed by his demeanor that he was by no means 
lacking in such acts of civility as are due to a host or employer. 
‘‘Did you bring any mail, Charlie?” said Mr. Warden to his son 
who had just arrived from the village. “Yes, father, here it is,” 
was the reply. A bundle of letters and papers was then handed to 
Mr. Warden, who then took a seat by the table on which a lamp 
was placed, which gave a brilliant light in the room. The letters 
seemed to concern him but little, as they were from manufacturers 
of farm implements, dealers in live stock, and speculators in wool, 
grain, &c., a superabundance of which many farmers receive Tak- 
ing up the New York Tribune, he was soon absorbed in its con- 
tents. Mrs. Warden took the church paper and was soon as much 
engaged with it. Albert, observing the American Agriculturist and 
some farm papers on the table, asked permission to see some of 
them. He was invited to sit up to the table and several papers 
were offered to him. Mrs. Warden presently being obliged to at- 
tend to some household duty, laid down the religious paper. Al- 
bert signified a wish to see it. Thus the evening was passed till 
the hour of retiring. 

A lodging room was shown to the new comer, and Mr. and 
Mrs. Warden entered their apartment. “Husband,” said she, “I 
can’t but think that there is something especially good in this young 
man.” “I think so too,” was his response, “and it will not require 
a long probation to find out, how he will suit.” Before they had 
yielded to “Tired Nature’s sweet restorer,” wind was heard and the 
beating of snow against the window panes. 

“Then all night long the storm roared on; 

The morning broke without the sun.” 


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The ground was then covered with snow about six inches deep. It 
might have been just such a night as this that Whittier had in mind 
when he wrote his Winter Idyl; — Snow Bound. Such sudden 
changes as this often occur in this time of the year, but they are 
generally short in duration. Albert asked for a shovel and set 
about the work of making paths where he thought they would be 
needed. In this he got some hints from Charlie, who seemed dis- 
posed to be friendly toward him and evidently wished to relieve 
him from any embarrassment that he might feel in this new place. 

After breakfast Albert remarked that he supposed that nothing 
could then be done in the field, and that if there was any indoor 
work that could be done by him he would attend to it. Mr. War- 
den answered, that the harness might then be repaired and oiled, so 
as to be ready for the plowing and hauling, that would soon have to 
be done. If he could do such work as that he might make a fire 
in the shop, and then he would give him further instructions. 
“All right!” responded Albert. In this work and the repair of 
farm implements, appropriate work for such weather, he manifested 
such proficiency that Mr. Warden willingly entered into agreement 
with him for eight months work, beginning then and there. 

On the first Sunday in his term of service, after the morning 
work was done, and each one of the family had finished their toi- 
let for the day, Mrs. Warden asked Albert whether he would attend 
church with them. This of course he answered in the affirmative. 
She told him that he might sit in their pew, and explained to him 
the regulations of their Sabbath day services. These were such as 
have prevailed in Pennsylvania, and perhaps some other of the 
middle states, namely ; Sunday school at nine o’clock, then a regu- 
lar church service, and after a recess of half an hour another ser_ 
moil ; and sometimes there was an evening service. Mrs. Warden 
was pleased to learn that Albert was a church member. He told 


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her about his noticing their church on the day of his arrival. This 
interested her in his welfare. Arrived at the church, friends ap- 
proached to give her their greetings, and they so far engaged her in 
conversation that she neglected Albert. Rev. Jasper Jones was in 
many particulars a model pastor. A stranger seldom entered his 
church without being noticed. The grips and hailing signs of the 
Free Masons and Odd Fellows are not more effective in discovering 
their brethren of the mystic order than the tact possessed by this 
pastor. Without asking a stranger whether he was “a professor of 
religion,” or whether he “believed in such things,” when he found 
him in Sunday school, he could discover in him indications of piety 
or the lack of it. The use of this tact got Albert a place in the 
Bible class. Here he showed such proficiency in scripture know- 
ledge and doctrine that after a few weeks he was requested to take 
charge of a class, and the superintendent regarded him as one of 
his best helps. 

Mr. Warden soon discovered that Albert was no stranger to 
the details of farming. And withal he was so diligent each day, 
and so affable and courteous towards all of the family, that he felt 
lucky in having engaged him. Even Charlie was often heard say- 
ing that he liked Albert very much. Spring and summer came and 
passed with their respective requirements in the form of labor and 
attention to the various duties of husbandry, in all of which he was 
faithful, and thus gained the esteem and confidence of his employ- 
er and all with whom he was in any way concerned. 

Mr. Samuel Warden, with whom Albert Merton had engaged 
as a farm hand, was a thorough going farmer, who took an active 
part in every movement that contemplated the elevation and im- 
provement of rural life. He participated in agricultural fairs, at 
which he always had some live stock and farm products to exhibit. 
He read agricultural books and journals, and in the speculations of 


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authors he knew how to sift the pure grain from the literary chaff. 
He combined theory and practice in all the details of his vocation. 
He well knew how to gauge the capacity for business in his work- 
men, and he could get them to do their utmost without being a ty- 
rant over them. Their proper treatment was by no means neglect- 



Mr. Warden’s Farm. 


ed. Their good qualities were always recognized properly and 
encouraged. Nothing in his employes gave greater satisfaction 
than good and steady habits, combined with a disposition to make 
improvement and attain a higher degree of proficiency in their 
calling. 

M rs. Warden, in her department, was the counterpart of her 
husband. By the union of their industry and economy, and by the 
co-operation of their efforts in the household and farm concerns, 
prosperity and happiness reigned supreme in their dwelling. She 
was an active church member, and the family seldom failed to be 
represented at the Sabbathday services of their place of worship. 
Mr. Warden had only a nominal membership, but lie contributed 
largely in defraying the expenses of the church, and his house was 
the traveling minister’s home, 


CHAPTER II. 

Albert Meiton gives good satisfaction and is re-employed with a request to 
continue as long as he wished — “Auntie” Watson is introduced — Charlie Warden, 
and Albert’s influence over him — Miss Bertha Warden and her progress in the sem- 
inary — Mrs. Watson has some nice reflections about her and Albert — A fortune 
hunter puts in an appearance — Miss Bertha finishes her education 

■ N this place, Albert Merton by his diligence and industry soon 
M gained implicit confidence. When business was urgent, he ap- 
plied more assiduity. He never asked for leave of absence in a 
throng time. Sometimes when he had applied extraordinary exer- 
tion to save a lot of hay or grain from a threatening rain storm, 
Mr. Warden would allow him “a freedom” of a half or a whole 
day,* for which he was always grateful. In this manner his term 
of service was passed and so well completed, that he was engaged to 
attend to the live stock during the winter season, and again em- 
ployed for the next year at advanced wages, and with a request to 
continue as long as he wished. 

One evening, a few weeks after the commencement of his term 
of service, on coming into the house for supper, a matronly person- 
age was there on a neighborly visit. She was introduced as Mrs. 
Watson. She soon manifested a disposition for conversation, and 
said that she had observed him at the church, and hoped that he 
would have much pleasure and satisfaction in his situation. Her 
sociability was then extended into some ordinary topics and a di- 
gression into the information that if he wished any clothes made or 
sewing done she would with pleasure do it for him. Her affability 
and pleasant airs so far commanded his respect and admiration that 

*Some farmers are so generous as to allow their hired men freedom from work on the us- 
ual holidays, a privilege to which they are as much entitled as operatives in fa<tori<sor any 
persons in public service. When in a case of necessity they are obliged to work till late in the 
night, it is but reasonable that they should have extra wages, or an equivalent freedom front 
work when business is less urgent. 


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be at once resolved on making a further acquaintance. A few 
words from Mrs. Warden and a brief visit at her cottage convinced 
him that in her he had found a true friend. Many a young man, 
situated as he now was, has experienced great pleasure and advan- 
tage from the society of a dignified, intelligent and amiable woman 
like her. 

Elizabeth Watson was a widow and was well known in the 
neighborhood. She was noted for her industry and skill in every 
department of female employment. She was seamstress, nurse, 
cook, laundress, and could lay out a corpse or get up a wedding 
dinner. She could never make a friendly visit to a neighbor with- 
out seeing, where she could apply her hands and render some accept- 



Mrs. Watson at Home. 


able help. Where known, she was always a welcome visitor, and 
in cases of sickness her sympathy was called out, and what she 
could do to assuage pain and distress was at the command of the 
sufferer. Her genial airs and vivacity in conversation endeared 
her to everybody. The voice and bearing of “Auntie Watson,” as 
she was often called, made everybody in her presence feel happy. 
To Albert she was a source of much benefit, while here employed, 
and he had many pleasant visits to her humble home. 

Mr. Warden’s only son was then in his thirteenth year. Al- 
bert’s kindness towards him and his edifying discourse, by which 
Jic told him many things that are important for boys to learn, were 


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by no means lost. Charlie felt that he was like an older brother. 
Albert had been an extensive reader, and had observed much, and 
was a profound thinker. Charlie was always pleased with being in 
his company, so as to be entertained by his conversation. 

There are many farmers and others who think but little about 
the influence of hired men over their children. This influence may 
be very good or it may be deleterious in the worst degree. Many 
cases have we known in which hired men have corrupted the mor- 
als of their employer’s sons and daughters, and because these hired 
men were reckoned skilled and profitable workmen, their vile char- 
acter was overlooked. A man in this capacity with good habits and 
pure morals, and whose influence on the young is beneficial, is 
worth extra wages. Farm hands may exert an influence over the 
juvenile members of a family where employed, greater than that of 
the parents ; and this will be either good or evil. They may be 
more elfective teachers than the schoolmaster or the pastor of the 
church. With these they may be co-laborers or they may defeat a 
great part of their ministrations. Children are often eager to know 
facts and learn about things that concern older persons ; and when 
the rigid and ascetic habits of their parents keep them at too great 
a distance, they are pleased with congeniality even in the hired man. 
What then are to be his teachings? 

By conversation Albert instructed Charlie in many things that 
all boys ought to know. He told him about the ways of the world, 
about different kinds of business, their risks and requirements for 
success, the character of city life, and its comparison with rural 
employment, and that in all places there is “No excellence without 
labor.” By such edifying discourse the boy felt elevated above all 
that is low and trivial. He resolved that he would cultivate indus- 
try and observe all the moral virtues. He asked many questions 
of Albert. These he answered as he jjest could, and sometimes dw 


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rected him to a proper authority for the information wished. 

Miss Bertha Warden, the oldest daughter, at an early age im- 
bibed a taste for learning. Books became her favorite companions ; 
while for domestic labor she took a positive dislike. Circulars and 
catalogues of Mignonette Seminary for young ladies were sent to 
Mr. Warden. These his hopeful daughter read with eagerness. 
Glowing accounts of this institution she also heard from various 
other sources, especially from some who had patronized it. Hence 
she was led to a determination to enter the institution. Besides the 
ordinary sciences, the French and some other modern languages were 
taught; also music on the piano and guitar, and other female accom- 
plishments. Miss Bertha imagined that when she could revel in 
the study of these, she would be in a high state of felicity; and 
when she had finished the curriculum of study she would be honored 
and beloved for her great attainments. 

Mrs. Watson informed Albert about Bertha’s ambition for 
learning, and she hoped that when her education was completed she 
would not despise the rural life in which she had been reared, and 
perhaps would find in him a congeniality of disposition and a sym- 
pathy of soul that would lead them into a conjugal union. Was 
she right? Do you blame her? Why should not scientific educa- 
tion and the refining influences of pure and dignified literature have 
full sway in the country home as well as in the parlor of the city 
savant.* Albert was always pleased with the company of intelli- 
gent and well informed persons. He well knew the worth of science 
and literature. Why then should not he anticipate much pleasure 
when he should make the acquaintance of Miss Warden? Her 
first vacations during his term of employment here were passed in 
traveling and visiting, the expenses of which were borne by the 
doating father. 

*S&vant,— A learned man. French ■ 


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In the spring of Albert’s second year she came home to have 
her wardrobe replenished. For this service Auntie Watson’s help 
was called into requisition. Her deftness with scissors and sewing 
machine and her vivacity were now conspicuous in the Warden home. 
The house seemed permeated with a new atmosphere. For the 
time it appeared like a beehive with its industry and the sweet so- 
ciability that then prevailed there. Albert felt the happifying in- 
fluence. But Miss Bertha was cold and reserved towards him. He 
could elicit only a little conversation from her; and this often only 
in answer to some commonplace questions and in monosyllables. 
He had been a student in an academy, and always felt happy in 
conversation about student life. But she told him only a little 
about the institution and her studies. This she did in a patronizing 
manner. Such treatment was strange and unexpected to him ; but 
he bore it philosophically. She had seen farm hands who were 
boorish and immoral, and she thought all were of that stamp. Her 
associates at the seminary were mostly from wealthy families, and 
influence had taught her to look with disdain on the laboring class 
of men. 

One day after Miss Warden had been observing the progress 
that was being made in her outfit, Mrs. Watson commenced conver- 
sation by saying to her, “That is a very nice young man who is now 
working for your father. He is not lacking in knowledge and 
general intelligence. He has been here over a year and he observes 
the best of habits, and goes with no other than good company.” 
“That’s only what you think of him,” said Bertha. “I declare 
what I know, and I cannot speak his praise in terms too plain.” 
“Farm hands are good enough in their place, and that’s not with 
me. I never yet knew of one that was not vulgar and not fit for 
good society.” Mrs. Watson replied, “The existence of the coun- 
terfeit proves that there must be the genuine article. And so it is 


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in human character. If there be some vile ones among any class of 
men, there must be some of the opposite quality. I have been ob- 
serving Mr. Merton closely since he came here, and I have discov- 
ered in him some most excellent qualities, wherefore I wouldadvise 
you in all sincerity to give him favorable' notice.” “It’s none of 
your business, Auntie, what I think or do; and when I need your 
advice I’ll let you know.” Being snubbed in this manner, Auntie 
was obliged to close the conference on this interesting subject. 
She said nothing to Albert about the interview, but he intuitively 
discovered the state of affairs and shaped his actions accordingly. 

A few days after this event, when Mrs. Watson was absent 
and Albert was working in the barnyard, a young man, whose ap- 
pearance betokened some city polish, drove up to the house. Albert 
recognized him as a salesman in the store of Mortimer & Co., 
where he had made some purchases and where the Warden’s had 
much dealing. Soon he heard the call, “Bert! Bert! ! Come here.” 
“What is wanted, Miss Warden?” said he with such complaisance 
as he thought might command meekness in the orders that she had 
for him. “Put this horse in the stable and give it a feed.” This 
request received due attention. The visitor saw and heard it all 
and interpreted it into an auspicious omen. After a visit of a few 
hours and receiving such a dinner as is to be had at any good farm 
house, he asked to have his horse from the stable. Albert then 
showed that he had no lack of skill in hostlery, for which a dime 
was thrust into his hand as the man of quality took his departure. 

Henry Frisby had been several years in the employ of Morti- 
mer & Co., merchants in the city where the Wardens and their 
neighbors did most of their trading. He had attained great profic- 
iency in business, and now was rendering such valuable service as to 
command from them a good salary. He was ambitious for promo- 
tion, and left no means of gratifying his wishes untried. He was 


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also a fortune hunter. Mr. Warden had stock in the Farmers’ 
Bank to the amount of several thousands, and was a director. For 
these reasons, Mr. Frisby thought a marriage alliance with the fam- 
ily would be very advantageous. His idea of a lucky marriage 
was one in which a large portion would be obtained with the wife 
and big legacy at the death of the father-in-law. Whatever no- 
tions of marriage he may have entertained, getting a fortune was 
uppermost. 

Miss Bertha Warden was in due time fully equipped for her 
last term in Mignonette Seminary. At its close she graduated with 
a fair standing in her class. She read works of fiction and by them 
her imagination was raised so that she embraced sublime ideas of 
life. With her the ideal gained ascendancy over the practical. She 
wished to dwell in the city, and in contact with stirring scenes. 
Life on the farm appeared too dull and monotonous. If she mar- 
ried, she thought she must have a man with wealth and some spirit 
of romance. If he could get himself elected to the Legislature or 
to Congress, or rise to some position equally conspicuous, he would 
be her beau ideal. One who had not some of this kind of enterprise 
was nobody for her. From the position to which her mind was led, 
“She looked cold even on the claim 
Of manly worth that lacked the wealth of fame.” 



CHAPTER IH. 

Farm work and Albert’s reflections — Some of Mr. Warden’s neighbors — Rev. 
Father Wilson, and his interest in young Rev. Mr. Lowry — The young preacher’s 
discomfiture — He gets some consolation from Albert and Rev. Mr. Jones. 

CfPRING and summer came with their charges, in which Albert 
O) Merton faithfully performed his part. Fertilizing matter was 
hauled from the barnyard and spread on the fields, the ground 
was plowed, the oats sowed, and the corn and potatoes planted. 
The latter were tended in the most approved style. In the heat 
and burden of this work, the young lady came home wearing the 
highest honors of the institution, feeling that her education was 
now complete. Albert contemplated the event in silence. He 



Albert at the Plow Contemplating 
Circumstances. 

found much in it that was matter for thought. He was now con- 
vinced that it would be a foolhardy undertaking for him to aspire 
to winning her hand. A union with the Warden family he could 
only think would be very desirable, as he was persuaded that he 
had their highest respect and confidence. While this state of affairs 
was much in his favor, there was one who could make or prevent 
the whole scheme, — this was Bertha Warden. While he sorely felt 
the slight with which he was treated, he was involuntarily persuad- 
ed that he need not envy the one who should be her accepted suitor. 
Something that he could not understand sustained and encouraged 


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him with the idea that there was a better chance for him somewhere 
yet to be discovered. 

Among the neighbors of Mr. Samuel Warden was one Job 
Scott. He was a laborer at all seasons of the year, and was a “Jack 
of all trades and master of none.” He never could accumulate 
wealth or property in the form of real estate. Yet he possessed 
intelligence, good sense, and general knowledge. He was noted for 
his dry jokes and quaint witticisms. He was often employed by 
Mr. Warden. 

Another neighbor was a Mr. Gregory who had a few acres of 
land on which he cultivated strawberries and other small fruits. 
From the sale of these, and sometimes working for the farmers he 
made a fair living. He had a good education and had been a school 
teacher. But block head directors, fault finding parents, and chil- 
dren who got more applause for sly tricks and cunning peccadilloes 
than for good conduct and progress in learning, had disgusted him 
with the profession. Notwithstanding these adversities, he had 
some sunny memories of his experience in boarding around and his 
school room work, where he found it a great pleasure 

“To pour the fresh instruction o’er the mind, 

To breathe the enlivening spirit, and to fix 
The generous purpose in the glowing breast.” 

Why he never married was a mystery to everybody ; for he pos- 
sessed qualities which in the marriage relation would have rendered 
him one of the best of husbands. His life of celibacy was the 
subject of many conjectures. Some thought he had been jilted by 
a heartless coquette, and hence had conceived an aversion to all of 
the sex. But there were honorable women by whom he was much 
respected, and there was no impropriety of demeanor by either. 
Others thought the one who reciprocated his love had come to her 


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death before their union could be consummated. And there were 
those who believed that he had in his mind a beau ideal with whom 
he was as much enamored as if she were before him in a corporeal 
form. He had a fine collection of books that he kept in his bach- 
elor’s hall, and it did him good to have his friends come to see him 
and look at his library, and then hear him descant on the knowledge 
that he had acquired from his rare and excellent books. He was 
often called “Professor,” but he cared little for an . honorary title. 
Albert and Charlie had many pleasant interviews with him. 

Among the frequent guests at Mr. Warden’s was Rev. Jere- 
miah Wilson, a minister who had grown venerable in the service of 
the church. He had had several very successful pastorates; and after 
the death of his wife, with whom he had lived happily over fifty 
years, he made his home with a son-in-law, who was a thrifty 
farmer. “Father Wilson” was well known within a circle of fifty 
miles or more, and was a welcome visitor wherever he stopped. 
He was often called to serve on church councils. There his astute 
judgment rendered important service, sometimes in quieting dis- 
turbances that threatened the destruction of the church, at others 
giving wholesome and much needed advice. While in many ways 
he was regarded as old fashioned by the progressive people of the 
day, there were those who thought that nobody could preach like 
he ; that the dead could not be buried without he conducted the 
services ; and if a couple were to be married, they were doubly 
honored if he performed the ceremony. He was by no means elat- 
ed with this kind of adulation. He wished to see the good work 
progressing, and nothing gave him more joy than to see peace and 
harmony prevail in the churches. He rejoiced in the success of all 
ministers of the gospel, and always was willing and ready to give 
a word of counsel and encouragement to young pastors. 

Rev. Levi Lowry had commenced preaching at an early age, 


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and was settled as pastor of Gilead church, which was about twenty- 
five miles from Mr. Warden’s residence. At his ordination Father 
Wilson preached the sermon, and afterwards took much interest in 
his welfare. Some other young preachers were also recipients of 
his fatherly care. 

At one of these visits to the young pastor, he invited him out 
and into a pleasant arbor, and took a seat by him. He then said, 
“Brother Lowry, I rejoice much at the promise of success and use- 
fulness that I have witnessed in you, and I hope and pray for its 
continuance. I do not wish to flatter you, but I am willing to aid 
and encourage you. My advice and reasonable help shall always 
be at your service. Now I feel constrained to tell you that you 
ought to take a wife. And you ought to have one who is intelli- 
gent and has a fair education ; and do not neglect piety. If you 
continue progressing, perhaps a church in some city will get its eyes 
on you, and give you a call to its pulpit. Then you will need a 
companion who possesses general knowledge and is educated. Such 
a one would then be a great help to you ; while one with a lack of 
these qualities would be a positive disadvantage.” Much more in 
this strain the sage old father dispensed to him. 

Mr. Lowry replied, “All this appears very plausible, and I 
will give it serious consideration. But I do not know where there 
is such a one as you recommend, and with whom I might be suited.” 
“I can tell you. There is Miss Bertha Warden, who has just fin- 
ished her education. I am confident that she would suit you ad- 
mirably. She is one of Brother Jones’ congregation, and I am 
well acquainted with the Warden family. I can give you a letter 
of introduction to them, which will procure you a good reception 
at least, and you will have a chance at the same time to show broth- 
erly courtesy to Mr. Jones. I will take charge of your pulpit for 
one Sabbath.” To this generous proposal Mr. Lowry cheerfully 


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assented, thinking it would give him a chance to see for himself. 
He now recollected that at his ordination Rev. Mr. Jones gave the 
charge to the people. And this he performed with such effect that 
his elders and all of his congregation gave him such a hearty co- 
operation as greatly helped his pastoral services. A visit to him 
he therefore deemed highly proper. 

The arrangement was made, and on a pleasant Saturday after- 
noon Rev. Levi Lowry presented himself at the Warden mansion. 
He got as cordial a reception as he could have expected or wished, 
and he was introduced to each member of the family including 
Albert Merton. With Miss Bertha he had the pleasure and satis- 
faction of engaging in a nice tete-a-tete that lasted till the call to 
tea. An interruption occurred while they .were at the table, made 
by the arrival of a caller. In the parlor he was introduced to Mr. 
Frisby. The young clergyman gave his hand with a grace and ci- 
vility that very properly belongs to his profession. Mr. Frisby 
received it with a cold formality. Miss Warden retired with an 
excuse. Soon she returned dressed for riding. Bidding Mr. Low- 
ry Good evening , she took Mr. Frisby ’s arm and he escorted her to 
his buggy with a show of some self satisfaction. The evening 
and night were then passed in a manner that made only a little 
amend for the young minister’s discomfiture. Albert’s character 
was delineated to him in glowing terms. On the Sabbath morn- 
ing the work of necessity was quickly dispatched and the Sunday 
toilet of each one arranged. “How is my horse this morning?” 
asked the preacher of Albert, more for a show of friendship than 
for information. “All right, ’’was the reply, to which followed an 
invitation to ride to the church with him ; and this was accepted 
with thanks. 

Mr. Warden gave the minister a generous invitation to come 
again and feel at home while there. The family carriage was 


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brought to the door; Mrs. Warden and some others of the house- 
hold took their places in it and Charlie as driver. Albert and Mr. 
Lowry followed in a buggy belonging to the latter. While on the 
way he exclaimed, “Mr. Merton, I wish to ask you a question.” 
“Certainly you may,” said Albert. “Who is that fellow who came 
here yesterday and took Miss Warden away with him?” Albert 



Sunday Morning at Mr. Warden’s 


intuitively understood the object of the question, and therefore 
thought a full answer necessary so as to set the matter wholly at 
rest, so he replied that he was a salesman in a city store and perhaps 
was her accepted suitor ; and that they were going to a masquerade 
ball. Mr. Lowry did not wish to hear anything more about them. 

As they were approaching the church, the road was filled with 
carriages, horse-back riders and pedestrians, wending their way to 
the sanctuary. “You see that comely woman with a green parasol, 
leading a little girl by the hand,” said Albert. “She is one of our 
most active and useful members. Her name is Elizabeth Watson, 
and she is a widow. She often goes out in the morning to gather 
children into the Sunday school. She is industrious everywhere, 
and thus commands the highest respect from all who know her.” 
“I congratulate you on having one of that kind. They do much 


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good,” replied Mr. Lowry. 

Arrived at the church, the young preacher received a very 
cordial greeting from Rev. Jasper Jones, who invited him to take 
some part in the services of the day. He very acceptably addressed 
the Sabbath school, sat in the pulpit with the pastor and preached 
in the afternoon. At the recess between the services, Albert es- 
corted him over the nicely shaded grounds and introduced him to 
several persons. Mrs. Watson manifested a special interest in him ; 
Albert therefore turned away, leaving them alone. She had some- 
thing “confidential” to say to him. Something about Bertha and 
Frisby was overheard. 

He saw Miss Warden in the choir and distinguished her me- 
lodious voice. Near her sat her lover, at times whispering and 
passing signals to her. Such a sight was painful to him. 

At the close of the services he gave Albert Merton a farewell 
benison, and cheerfully accepted an invitation to pass the afternoon 
and night at the parsonage. As he returned to his home he pon- 
dered what he had seen, and felt provoked that Father Wilson 
should have sent him to such a place, having in view an object in 
which his heart’s happiness might be so much concerned. He 
meditated how he should answer him. He felt sometimes like 
giving him a tirade of censure; but how could he speak in terms of 
vituperation to the good and venerable man who was in this matter 
under so great a mistake ? Fortunately circumstances prevented 
them from seeing each other till the affair was too far in the past 
for any allusion to it to be made. 


CHAPTER IV. 

H'arvest work — Exchanging help — Albert helps Mr. Thompson a few days — 
Miss Lena Thompson and Alonzo Kite — A colloquy in the field — Mr. Warden’s har- 
vest finished, and he prepares for seeding. 

M R. WARDEN was one of those who could do both hand work 
and head work. Few men could do more of either than he. 
V Ashe saw his golden grain and rank clover waving in the 
breezes of June, and as he heard the rustling of his corn later in the 
season, he felt great satisfaction in the prospect of abundant crops. 
The harvesting implements were brought out and carefully inspect- 
ed, then put in proper order. This busiest season of the year was 
now fast approaching; ample preparations for it were therefore made. 

Harvest is a time when more than any other the farmer needs 
help. As soon as his grain is ripe it must be gathered. Grass too 
has its time. The loafer will then work for the sake of the wages, 
and for a chance to eat at the farmer’s table. The man who has no 
trade, then has his opportunity to earn some money. When hands 
are scarce and work urgent, the mechanic, the printer, and perhaps 
the professional men will sometimes go to the harvest field. 

“Albert,” said Mr. Warden one evening, “Mr. Thompson’s 
clover is ripening very fast and he needs help. I have promised 
him that if you were willing, you should go and help him for a 
few days. He in return will send his hired man to work for me 
just as much. That is the way that we sometimes exchange work, 
and accomodate each other. You will find a good place to work.” 
Albert replied, “All right, sir.” Mr. Warden, placing his hand on 
his knee, and giving him a gentle shake, added, “You’ll find a nice 
girl there.” 

Albert arose early on the next morning and went across the 



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dew besprent fields to Mr. Thompson’s. “I am glad that you have 
come,” said he, “walk in and take breakfast with us.” Breakfast 
over, Mr. Thompson asked Albert if he would drive the mowing 
machine. This he said he would do if it was in order. “Examine 
it,” said Mr. Thompson. The cutter was found to be dull and in 
need of grinding. This was soon done and after driving the mach- 
ine around in an open space, it was found to be satisfactory and 
Albert entered the meadow with it. Soon the rattling of the 


Albert and the Mowing Machine. 

machine was heard echoing among the hills, while the hired man 
followed with a scythe, cutting around trees, rocks, and in places 
inaccessible to the machine. Mr. Thompson then had the honor 
of being the first to commence harvesting there that season. 

Albert was here regarded as a very good hand ; and he ren- 
dered himself very agreeable to all of the company as'well as the 
employer. But Miss Lena,~the much indulged daughter, moved 
about the house with a stiff, mechanical gait that surprised him. 
Jde wondered what was the reason of it. What had he done? Or 


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who had slandered him that he should be thus held in apparent 
disdain ? 

The harvest field is one of the places where the marked traits 
of character in farm hands is likely to appear conspicuous. When 
tossing and turning the newly mown grass, or when pitching hay on 
the wagon, or into the mow, conversation can be kept up without 
hindrance to the work. Sometimes when taking shelter in the barn 
from a rain storm, or when taking a noon rest it will be seen that 
“That men are merriest when they are from home.” 

Some are merry because they have no home restraint. Sometimes 
there would be a display of homely witticisms. Good sense was not 
always lacking. At Mr. Thompson’s and Mr. Warden’s the per- 
sons that have been introduced were often employed when work 
was urgent and there was much to be done. 

Mr. Thompson had the mowing machine kept going steady dur- 
ing the first day of his harvest. At about nine o’clock of the next 
day it was stopped, and each man took a pitchfork and commenced 
shaking up the newly mown clover. Job Scott then entered the 
field, and with an air of mock beggary asked whether there was 
anything there for a poor laborer to do. “I can give work to any- 
body that can make hay,’ said Mr. Thompson. “Then give me a 
fork and I will earn my dinner by the time it is ready,” was his re- 
ply. As he was well known to be a good harvest hand, this was 
bargain enough. “Now we will do business on the fast line, since 
we have you here, Mr. Scott, and Albert Merton, and yonder comes 
the professor,” said Toney. By this sobriquet Mr. Thompson’s hired 
man was generally called. He was a witty fellow, full of fun and 
sometimes a little mischief, but never hurt anybody much. Some- 
how all young men liked him. Besides these a few others were 
employed. Mr. Thompson then left the field, taking the team 
with him. 


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While Albert and Mr. Scott were working at a short distance 
from the rest, a buggy was seen driving up to the house. “That’s 
Lena’s beau,” said Mr. Scott, gently touching Albert with the butt 
of his pitchfork. “They don’t much like his taking her out riding, 
but she will have her way.” Directly they were seen going off at 
a flying rate. 

This circumstance drew the attention of all the hands, one of 
whom exclaimed, “There, Bert, you are flummuxed,” (A word not 
found in Webster’s Unabridged.) “How is it that you can’t shine 
with Miss Warden ?” said another. “A city fellow has cut him 
out,” was next heard. “Somebody will be flummuxed worse than 
Albert, if lean understand certain matters and things right,” said 
Scott. “Albert is not so unlucky as you think,” said Toney, “he 
goes to see Auntie Watson.” “Why she’s about old enough to be 
his mother,” said Mr. Scott. “Good luck comes when the woman 
is the older,” replied the next one. Mr. Gregory, who was a silent 
hearer of this badinage, then said, “while you perhaps think ‘all 
jokes are free in harvest time,’ according to the maxim, now let us 
have something more dignified.” Albert and the “professor” then 
engaged in a profound discussion on the advantages and disadvan- 
tages of city and country life, which held these rustic farm hands 
in silence, except that Job Scott occasionally ejaculated, “That’s so!’ 
This was kept up till the call to dinner. Then one of the young 
men, who by many was deemed not very smart, caught Albert by 
the arm and pulling him aside, said, “See here, Mr. Merton, that 
fellow, Alonzo Kite once asked me in an off handed way whether 
I did not wish to get married. Then he told me that Lena Thomp- 
son was a very nice girl and advised me to try to get her. What 
tlo you suppose that he meant?” Albert replied, “It really was a 
queer thing for him to do. Perhaps he wanted to expose you to 
ridicule. Perhaps that was hjs method of proving her. In either 


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case you would be amused if you knew what she would think if she 
knew what he said 10 you, but I advise you not to tell her. 

Mr. Thompson was a man whose mind was mainly engaged 
with his farming operations. He studied to know the value of ev- 
ery article that he could raise. He watched the markets, and al- 
lowed nothing to be wasted. In some particulars he was miserly. 
His wife was equally attentive to the details of her department. 
And by their co-operation, they avoided many expenses, and every 
year accumulated a fair amount. They had one child living, and 
she was now approaching womanhood. She naturally had a strong 
will, and such a degree of native shrewdness as to find at an early 
age how to take advantage of the weakness of her parents. She 
was her father’s idol, and her mother’s darling. 

Alonzo Kite was a comely young man of bland address, and 
well known to be much of “a ladies’ man.” His gallant bearing 



Alonzo Kite Showing Blooded Stock. 

and the witchery of his manners opened the way for intimacy with 
Lena Thompson. He was a regular horse jockey and lived with 
his widowed mother. Sometimes he performed common farm labor, 
but much of his time was passed in riding about, horse trading, and 


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in business known to but few besides himself. He was a good 
horseman, and was always on hand at agricultural fairs to aid in the 
display of blooded stock. His bravery and skill in the ring at such 
places had been the means of winning many a premium, and gain- 
ing for himself much admiration from the people. Mr. Thomp- 
son however could not have implicit confidence in him. 

Mr. Thompson’s clover was all gathered into his barn in a few 
days, and Toney was sent to reimburse Albert’s service. Mr. War- 
den’s clover, grain and timothy were cut and gathered into his barn 
in good time by an active set of harvesters, among whom were Al- 
bert, Toney, Mr. Scott and the “professor.” Then they joined with 
their neighbors in celebrating a Harvest Home in a grove near 
Rehoboth Church. 

Preparations for seeding were next in order on the Warden 
farm. Manure was hauled to the fields and spread over the ground. 
The plow, harrow, roller and grain drill were brought out and re- 
paired. Then Albert Merton was to be seen following the team 
and turning up the mellow earth. While thus employed, who can 
be happier or feel more self-reliant than the independent farmer? 
Mr. Warden was now felicitating himself on his ample crops At 
times he leisurely walked over his grounds. Here he laid up a few 
rails on his fences, there he stopped a hog hole, or destroyed a nox- 
ious weed. Thus a farmer who would prosper finds constant em- 
ployment in some form. 


CHAPTER V. 

An experience meeting — Some farm hands tell their history — Character ot per- 
sons whom they have served — The '“professor” gives a sage address. 

M R. WARDEN’S harvesters were one day obliged to leave the 
field in consequence of a rain storm. They took refuge in the 
barn. Being there safely sheltered, and the rain continuing 
with no prospect of a chance to do any more work on that day, 
these farm hands entertained themselves for a while with conversa- 
tion on transient and trivial topics, dry jokes and rustic witticisms. 
With such frivolity, not much could be elicited from the sedate Mr. 
Gregory. “Professor, can’t you tell us something for our edifica- 
tion?” said Mr. Scott. “Suppose you tell us some of your experi- 
ence with the ways of the world, as you have found them,” was 
his reply. “That’s a good idea,” was responded by Albert. “The 
professor shall preside,” said another one. “All right! All right! 
so begin, Mr. Merton,” was the unanimous voice. “We’ll have an 
experience meeting.” 

Albert commenced, “My father was a laboring man in moder- 
ate circumstances. My mother was a helpless invalid for more than 
two years. I have only a little remembrance of her death and 
burial; and of my father’s going away to get employment. And I 
never knew anything more about him. I was then placed in an 
asylum for orphans, where I passed three years very pleasantly. 
Here I was in school a part of each day, and when I could do some 
light work, I was set at it and given instructions about it. My 
teachers and all persons in the place were true friends to me. I 
learned from them many good and useful things, of which I now 
reap the benefit. When I was about nine years old, the trustees 
placed me with a family where X was to have a home, 


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“In that family there were three girls and a boy about my own 
age. The oldest girl was about fifteen, and the youngest about five. 
These girls had some feeling for me, and gave me some little pres- 
ents, which being discovered by the father, he made them keep me 
at a distance. The boy was the family pet and looked down on me 
with disdain. I had a miserable place to sleep, and was compelled 
to work early and late every day. I was so much scolded about 
my work that I often became so confused that I could scarcely do 
anything. After I had suffered this kind of abuse for a few months, 
an officer of the asylum came with a buggy, and speaking kindly to 
me, told me to gather up my clothes and go along with him. I 
was soon back at the asylum, where my comrades were glad to see 
me, and I told them my experience. 

“A few weeks after my return, great consternation Avas made 
among the boys by the report that a man was there who wished to 
take and*adopt a boy. Some of them ran and hid, fearing that 
they might get into the power of such a master as I had escaped 
from. On looking over the boys he took a fancy to me. He spoke 
to me and asked whether I would like to go and live with him. 
There was something in his voice and manners that so pleased me 
that I could not say no. Then in a few hours I was at his house. 
His wife gave me a close inspection, and then said, ‘I like his looks ; 
come to me/ Placing her arm around me she said, ‘Now if you 
are a good boy, we will give you a happy home and treat you well.’ 
And there I had a good home. I was indentured for the time end- 
ing when I would be twenty-one years of age, and was then to have 
a certain outfit. Mr. Woodford had no children, but he and his 
wife doated on me as if I were their own son. He had a good 
farm and it was kept in the best state of tillage. He taught me to 
do all kinds of farm work, and in winter sent me to school. He 
had a good library, to which I had free access, and he oftep enter- 


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tained me with conversation, and thus I learned many useful things. 
The dignity and importance of agriculture was by him so forcibly 
impressed on my mind that I resolved to be a farmer. It was this 
kind of treatment that made me what I am now. 

“In the last year of my time with Mr. Woodford, he offered 
to arrange for my attendance at an academy in place of the outfit 
that I was to have according to the terms of my indenture, if I 
would just work for him during the vacations. This offer I ac- 
cepted ; and then he offered to be bondsman for my expenses there 
during another year, and he promised to give me an easy chance to 
make remuneration to him. Thus I got a fair scientific education. 
Acting on his advice and my own judgment, I then started out with 
the intention of working for a few years as a farm hand.” 

Toney, who has been introduced as Mr. Thompson’s hired man, 
was next asked to give his history. “My father was an ingenious 
workman in certain mechanic arts, and he could always get employ- 
ment so as to earn a passable living ; but I say with sorrow, he was 
too fond of liquor, and when under its influence was very abusive 
to his family. So much of his wages went for the vile article that 
we were always in a state of poverty. He sometimes offered it to 
me, but I could not endure it, and when I saw its effects on him I 
resolved that I would never in that way use the hateful stuff. And 
that resolution I have kept to this day. I do not like to give all 
details, but I will just say that after a prolonged absence he was 
found dead, and with a jug of whiskey by his side. My mother 
was heart broken by this sad event. 

A generous family gave her a home, and I and my two sisters 
were bound out by the overseers of the poor. I was placed under 
a hard master, a real tyrant, but I could not help myself. The 
terms required him to give me three months of schooling each year, 
but this was allowed to me very grudgingly and I never got much 


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approbation for my learning or anything that I did in a proper 
manner for him. I was often called up at four o’clock of a winter 
morning and kept at work till ten at night. I never got a kind 
word from anybody about the house. If I made the slightest mis- 
take, or was only a little short in quantity or quality, I got a severe 
reprimand from him. 

“By observing a little here and there and from my reading and 
conversation with persons with whom I came in contact, I learned 
that all places were not like that which I was obliged to call my 
home; and I wished to see some other forms of home life. In my 
sixteenth year I made acquaintance with a fellow who was two years 
older than myself. With him I had many a nice talk. He told 
me many things from which I have derived much advantage since 
that time. 

“One day while plowing, the horses got scared by a sudden 
peal of thunder, and they started so quickly that they jerked the 
lines out of my hands, and were then out of my control. For this 
I got such a tirade of abuse from my lordly master that I deter- 
mined to leave him. I feigned a reconciliation, and as soon as 
possible told my friend about the affair. His sympathy was much 
moved for me. He gave me a small sum of money and told me to 
do just what I thought would be best. I gathered my clothes and 
valuable articles. A part of these I put into his possession, and 
the remainder I put into a carpet bag and took a moonlight tramp. 

“On the next morning I arrived at a farm house where I hum- 
bly asked for breakfast, and offered to pay for it. My host would 
not take anything in payment. I asked him whether anybody there 
wished to employ a hand to work. ‘Why yes,’ said he, ‘I have a 
job that I think you could do as well as anybody. It might be 
done in about ten days.’ ‘All right,’ said I, and went to work. 


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When I finished it he paid me the money, and said that he was 
sorry that he could not keep me longer. He then told me of sev- 
eral persons within a few miles that he thought might want help. 
But I neglected to inquire whether he considered them honest and 
reliable men. 

“The first one to whom I applied said that he would take me 
for one month, for which he would pay me sixteen dollars. I took 
up with this offer and went to work. I soon found that my work 
and habits gave good satisfaction. But his wife was a most slovenly 
housekeeper. She seemed as if she hardly knew what decency 
was. I could scarcely eat of the victuals or sleep in the miserable 
beds, but I did not like to complain. 

“I soon felt so bad in this wretched place that I asked the 
man to let me off; but he said that if I did not stay the month out 
that he would not pay me anything. So I finished the time ; and 
then I was obliged to wait three days for my money, and he charged 
me board for this time. Then I went on my way rejoicing in hopes 
of finding a better place. I resolved to profit by my experience, 
and see what kind of a place I was in before I engaged for a cer- 
tain time. At the next place I offered to work for a few days or 
weeks on trial. I soon found myself and employer so well suited 
that I agreed to continue with him until he or I could do better. 

“All of this time I was under age and my twenty-first birth- 
day was approaching. I determined to pass it with my mother and 
sisters. I found my mother making herselt very useful to her 
neighbors and thus earning for herself a fair living, much like 
Auntie Watson. My older sister was learning the trade of dress 
making, with a fair prospect of soon being ready to set up business 
in that line for herself. My other sister was engaged as a domestic 
in a very good family, where she renders such valuable service that 
they cannot do without her. After a happy reunion with them, I 


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returned to ray place of employment, and there I am now with no 
wish for a change.” 

“Now, Mr. Scott,” said one of the company, “let us hear your 
history ” And thus he “did his round, unvarnished tale deliver.” 
“My father left a considerable estate, and named in his will a person 
for executor in whom he had such confidence that he required no se- 
curity. I and my brothers and sisters did not see what a defect this 
might be. Much of the estate was spent in my mother’s time, and 
the executor claimed his fees to the full amount, so that after these 
were allowed and what he embezzled, of which legal evidence could 
not be given, there was not much left. 

“I then started out to do business for myself. I never learned 
any trade, but I rendered myself skillful in whatever kind of work 
I undertook. I never despised labor when I could get pay for it. 
I married and have some children whom I expect to put in the way 
of doing better for themselves than I have done for myself. I 
liked to live in good style and so did my wife. These matters 
' made expenses and took the most of my earnings. Some details I 
need not give, and I presume that you would not be interested in 
hearing them. 

“I will just relate a few incidents in my career of working 
around. I was engaged by one man who was very particular in 
everything that was done for him. If a man was found indolent 
or lacking in skill (though only a little) he was paid off and dis- 
charged in short order. He had a pet workman who had a great 
power over him, in cajoling him into satisfaction. It pleased him 
to see one of the men sent off while he remained. Sometimes this 
fellow contrived to make the employer think certain of the hands 
were slighting their work. At other times he made mistakes and 
adroitly contrived to fix the responsibility on some one that he dis- 
liked. This trick the short-sighted man could not detect. By such 


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means I got my discharge. Another was a great church member. 
He had family worship, always gave thanks at his table, and his 
house was the preacher’s tavern, while it appeared a matter of in- 
difference whether his hired men took any interest in such matters. 
If they were only industrious and skillful they were all right. 
Their moral character and habits were reckoned none of his busi- 
ness. I have known his barn and fields to resound with profanity 
and ribaldry, and while it came from the mouths of his favorite 
workmen and was well known to him, it was a matter of no con- 
cern. He was notorious too, for his covetousness, and for the low 
trickery by which he would often escape paying just debts. 

“I passed two years with a man who lived in grand style and 
treated his workmen very handsomely; moreover he was easily suit- 
ed. He agreed to give me the highest wages, and told me that if 
I would not draw my pay faster than I was in absolute need he 
would allow me the highest legal rate of interest on what he thus 
retained. To this specious offer I consented, considering him alto- 
gether reliable. At last I found that he was bankrupt and mort- 
gages on his property were foreclosed; wherefore I and some others 
got less than half of what was due to us. I must tell you of one, 
the best of all with whom I had employment, whose systematic 
method of business and his judicious use of the products of his 
farm, and all his income, kept him in a constant state of prosperity. 
Then too, his genial manners and kind and fair treatment of all in 
his service put new life into them. They felt it a pleasure to do his 
bidding, and an act of meanness to disobey or slight their work. 
He thus got everyone to do his best ; and put some of them in the 
svay of making improvement. Few, if any, were long in his em- 
ploy without feeling happier, and much profited by their abode with 
him; and his moral and religious influence over them was wonderful. 


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Reckless persons were reformed, and some of them became consist- 
ent church members ” 

Mr. Gregory was a silent but attentive auditor of these narra- 
tions of experience. He arose from his seat and said, “I have heard 
you with much interest. Lucky is he who can learn a moral lesson 
from his experience or that of others. You have told nothing for 
which the farm, its appurtenances or life thereon need be despised. 
You have shown some of the influences that employers may have 
on their employes. Good example and bad example you have illus- 
trated. There are those whose depravity excites disgust that reacts 
in favor of the moral virtues, and there are some whose rigid and 
ascetic habits, though exerted in the direction of the higher quali- 
ties of humanity have their influence toward the opposite. This 
might be styled teaching by contrary example. You have seen 
instances of both. Working as a farm hand is a good school for 
any young man on starting to do for himself. He thus sees differ- 
ent methods of business, and various styles of living ; — all of which 
have their moral lessons. He also has a chance to study character 
and to learn the rational position of employer and employes. And 
now I commend you for choosing to be farmers.” 



CHAPTER VI. 

Albert goes with Rev. Jones to Mt. Moriah — There he has a pleasant visit, and 
makes some acquaintance for which he feels happy — Threshing with a machine — 
An item of sensational news is told. 

IN the early part of September, while Albert was at work in a 
M field near the road, he stopped his team for a rest, when Rev. 

Mr. Jones passed. He halted for a little conversation. “Mr. 
Merton,” said he, “I suppose that you know that on next Sabbath 
I am going to exchange with brother Sexton of Mt. Moriah. If 
you would like to go with me, I will give you a ride there and a 
return.” Albert replied, “I must first consult Mr. Warden ; if his 
work is not too urgent perhaps I can have leave of absence.” “If 
you go with me, I will introduce you to some very nice folks. But 
perhaps you would rather stay and hear brother Sexton.” Thank- 
ing him for his generous offer, Albert said that he would give a 
reply in due time. Bowing to the reverend gentleman he started 
his horses. 

On the morning of the next Saturday, Albert presented himself 
at the parsonage, then he and the pastor were soon on the way to 
Mt. Moriah. Mr. Jones and Mr. Sexton had been classmates and 
room mates while pursuing their studies. An attachment then 
grew up between them which was not diminished by time. Now 
they often visited each other, and once a year exchanged Sabbath- 
day services. Thus they manifested Christian courtesy. 

The day was fair and a gentle breeze fanned the air. They 
both felt happy as they rode along and conversed on various topics 
appropriate to the time and occasion. The farmers were busily 
engaged in the work of the season. In some places the humming 
sound of the threshing machine was heard. The orchards were 


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laden with ripening fruit. In some of them the apples were begin- 
ning to fall from the trees. “At the next lane,” said Mr. Jones, 
“we will turn in and go to Mr. Brayton’s.” Albert felt as if the 
pleasant ride was coming to an untimely end; but he nerved him- 
self for whatever might betide in the place to which he was to be 
taken, and the persons to whom he might be introduced. 

Mrs. Brayton was sitting in the veranda, diligently plying her 
knitting needles and occasionally giving some instruction to her 
younger daughters, who were sitting near taking lessons in plain 
sewing, while the oldest one was at work in the kitchen. One of 
the little girls exclaimed, “Why mother, there’s a buggy coming up 
the lane with two gentlemen in it.” Mrs. Brayton gave an earnest 
look in the direction and replied, “One of them is Mr. Jones, but 
who is that good looking young man with him?” Raising her 
voice she added, “Elta, the preacher and another gentleman are 
coming. Get dinner suitable for them.” Elta responded, “Yes 
ma’am.” Rev. Mr. Jones entered the house, gave a greeting in a 
regular clerical style and introduced Brother Merton. A cordial 
welcome was given to them both, and a single tap on the farm bell 
brought Mr. Brayton from the field. He felt honored with the 
company then at his house. 

A sumptuous dinner was then served in the liberal style of the 
better class of the rural populace. Albert felt some reservedness, 
but the introduction by the minister gave him some relief. He 
engaged in conversation only so far as he deemed proper for a strang- 
er like himself. He could not detect the least indication of a lack 
of respect. The affability of all the Braytons pleased him. He 
kept his eyes and ears open, and all that he observed gave evidence 
that he was making a good impression. 

The three gentlemen took seats in the veranda, and there en- 


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gaged in conversation. Mr. Brayton and the minister wandered 
into topics in which Albert could not feel much interest. Glancing 
towards the orchard that joined the house and observing that the 
trees were laden with fruit, he took up his hat aud intimated that 
he would take a walk out there. Mr. Brayton gave a nod of con- 
sent. Passing the kitchen door, he asked Miss Elta whether the 
apples were yet ripening. She answered by putting on her sun- 
bonnet and saying that she would “show him where there were some 
good ones.” The early Rambo and the Maiden’s Blush were then 
in their most palatable condition. Fresh from the trees they are 
the most gratifying to the taste. Eating a few of these, and some 
conversation with the amiable young lady gave to him a savory 
entertainment. “Mr. Jones would like some of these,” said he. 
“We will take some to him,” was her reply. Mr. Jones received 
them with thanks. Albert felt that he was receiving some earnest 
of a happy acquaintance. The minister then said that he would 
go and pass the night at the parsonage. Albert thought it most 
prudent to accompany him. 



A Seminary for Young Ladies. 

Mr. Brayton was the head of a happy and interesting family. 
His children had received a fair education in the public schools, and 


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the oldest daughter had passed two years in a seminary for young 
ladies. There she had acquired a liberal knowledge of mathemat- 
ics, natural and moral sciences and history. She also read biography, 
poetry, ethics and general literature. From these and other sources 
her mind was enlightened, and she had found the rational position 
of her sex. She was resolved on making her learning serve prac- 
tical purposes. Knowledge of the details of housekeeping she 
considered a necessity for every woman, whatever her position might 
be. Now by practice she was attaining proficiency in this depart- 
ment. 

Rev. Mr. Jones had a large and respectable congregation at 
Mt. Moriah ; the majority of whom were of the rural population, 
and by them his sermons were heard with much interest. Albert 
thought he never saw a nicer assembly of worshipers. He was in- 
troduced to several with whom Mr. Jones had acquaintance. In 
the Sabbath school he was invited to take part in the bible class. 
There he manifested much intelligence and scripture knowledge; 
and he made a good impression on all who noticed him. On the 
next day a pleasant ride returned him to the Warden farm. He 
and the minister had a lively conversation on the way, and he felt 
unusually happy. He had made a grand discovery. On arriving 
he donned his working clothes and was soon to be seen following 
the plow. 

After a few days Mr. Warden said preparations for threshing 
must be made. Threshing is one of the great yearly events on eve- 
ry farm where wheat and other cereals are raised. The city reader 
who is not familiar with all the phases of rural economy knows but 
little about it. A threshing machine is managed by three or four 
experts, who go around with it from place to place. Often they are 
the owners of it. Formerly they were run by horse power. Now 
steam power is generally applied, and sometimes they are moved 


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from one farm to another by a traction engine. On large farms 
several days time may be required to complete the work there to be 
done. Smaller ones require less time accordingly. The farmer is 
obliged to furnish eight or ten helpers. All of these must be board- 
ed and some of them have their lodging tor the time. This makes 
extra work for the farmer’s wife, and she too will need help. There 
must be two or three men to throw the sheaves from the mow or 
stack ; one to cut bands and hand them to the expert who feeds them 
into the machine, while the engineer or driver keeps the motive 
power going. The farmer is kept busy measuring the grain and 
storing it in the granary, while one of the experts passes around to 
watch the machinery, and see that everything is going'properly. Sev- 
eral men will stack the straw in the barn-yard. Any man of ordi- 
nary strength and activity can do the work not done by the experts. 
Help is then a necessity, and the farmer is obliged to take such as 
he can get. A threshing makes a good chance for transient employ- 
ment. Tramps will sometimes stop at such a place so as to earn a 
little money and get a few “square meals” at the farmer’s table. 

Such an event as this was soon to occur at Mr. Warden’s. His 
granary was emptied and purified, all musty matter was removed, 
and his barn-yard cleared and everything that might possibly be 
needed was placed in readiness. One day at noon he said to Albert, 
“I expect the threshing machine here on the day after to-morrow, 
and I shall need help. You may quit work early this evening; 
then go and ask Job Scott to help; also ask Mrs. Watson whether 
she can help in the house. I will send Charlie in another direction 
for some others.” 

An excuse to go to Mrs Watson’s cottage never came amiss to 
Albert. He was there sure of some pleasant sociability and sym- 
pathy for his toils, and encnuragement in his efforts in well doing. 
$ow lie had had a very pleasant recreation and made a grand dis- 


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covery. Might he therefore make her a confidant? After making 
known his errand and hearing her promise to be on hand to help 
Mrs. Warden, she exclaimed, “So you have been at Mt. Moriah!” 
“Yes, I had a very good visit there,” said he. “And did you see 
anybody there that you liked more than yourself?” As she asked 
this question, she looked into his face and seeing the blush of his 
eyes, added, “I guess you have something glowing within your 
breast that is hard to conceal. But I will not expose you.” He 
then mentioned the names of some of those whom he saw there, 
and told about his happy visit at Mr. Brayton’s. “I know some of 
those people,” said she, “and if I get a chance I will speak a good 
word for you.” This and some more of her hints and pleasantries 
were to him, like the dawn of a fair day to one who has passed a 
dreary and tedious night. 

In due time the threshing machine was on hand. The helpers 
too came and each one was assigned a place. After all things were 
put in readiness the machine was started. Every man was then 
kept busy, and the noise of the machine was so great that persons 
near it were obliged to communicate by signs. Now Mr. Warden 
saw how his wheat crop was turning out. As he carried it to his 
granary, bushel at a time, he had good reason to feel as happy and 
independent as a banker counting his gold or silver coin or slipping 
through his hands new and crisp bank notes. 

After running about three hours the machine was stopped for 
the purpose of giving some rest to the workmen, and examining the 
apparatus, so as to be sure that everything was in proper order. 
Some of the men then changed places so as to equalize the labor. 
Then it was that some told the news, others passed jokes of a rustic 
character, or raised the “Loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.’’ 
At some of such times a little sensible conversation would be elic- 
ited, or whatever was in the mind of the majority. 


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At the first of these times of rest, one of the helpers spoke 
out, saying, “Have you heard what happened last night?” “No ! 
No!!” replied several voices, “what was it? “Why Alonzo Kite 
and Lena Thompson went off to get married; so everybody thinks.” 
“You don’t say so ! was responded by several voices. “Positive 
fact,” said the first speaker. “She tied up her clothes in a bundle 
and threw them out from the window of her bed room at about 
eleven o’clock, then she went out to the road, where she met him, 
and they went to the railroad station. There he hired a boy to 
take home his buggy in the morning, and they took the midnight 
train for some place best known to themselves.” This was followed 
by some short speeches by the hands, making themselves quite mer- 



The Elopement. 


ry and indulging their loquacity out of the adroit manner by which 
the vigilance of the older Thompsons was eluded. Their chagrin 
too, at the conduct of their wayward daughter, made talking mat- 
ter for these sportive fellows. “As they make their bed, so must 
they lie,” said Mr. Scott. Mr. Gregory had nothing to say, but he 
listened very attentively; then he took his pencil and commonplace 
book, and wrote a few notes. The starting of the machine put an 
end to the descant on this sensational item of news. At the dinner 
table the subject was renewed, and Auntie Watson gave “a piece of 
her mind” about it in a very different manner, and in very few 
words, that silenced all of them and set them to thinking. 

The threshing was at last finished. The men brushed the dust 
off their hats and clothes; then Mr. Warden paid the extra helpers; 


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some of whom expressed thanks for thejob that he had given them, 
and offered their services whenever he should again need help. The 
machine was then fixed for moving, and all took their departure. 
A large stack of straw stood in the barn-yard as a monument of 
the work that had there been done, about which the domestic ani- 
mals might disport or take shelter from inclement weather. 



CHAPTER VII. 

Albert and Charlie visit Mr. Gregory — The “professor” gives them an intellect- 
ual entertainment — Autumnal work — Albert’s iufluence over Charlie — A church 
festival — A new man introduced — Another visit to Mt. Moriah — Meeting of a farm- 
ers’ club — Albert makes a grand discovery, aud enters into a new engagement. 

OME time after the threshing, Albert and Charlie paid a visit 
to Mr. Gregory in his bachelor’s hall. He showed them his 
books, and discoursed on the grand truths and sublime specu- 
lations that he had gathered from them. He offered to lend them 
any volume that they might select. He showed them relics of his 
teaching days, and memorials of his pupils; also some of his con- 
tributions to newspapers and magazines. Then he produced his 
sketch book, in which he had written articles from his personal 
experience and observations. The topics of some of them were 
My First School, Boarding Around, My Pupils, A Ramble in the 
Laurel Hill, A Visit to my Birth-Place, Etc., Etc. “Here is one,’ 
said he, “concerning the elopement of Alonzo Kite and Lena 
Thompson ; and I will read it to you on the condition that you 
promise not to speak about it where they are known.” To this they 
assented. The following paragraph was a part of the article. 

“The public may now ask Mr. Thompson some questions that 
will not be easily answered. Has he faithfully performed the duty 
of a wise parent towards his daughter? Has he given her a chance 
to learn all the moral bearings, requisites and responsibilities of the 
marriage relation? And how to make a judicious choice, so as to 
secure happiness and prosperity afterwards? If he can answer 
these questions affirmatively, the public may hold him guiltless, and 
he may leave the wayward couple to abide the consequence of their 
rash movement. Why is there not such confidence established be- 
tween parents and children that restraint must be applied to keep 
their sons and daughters from contracting marriages that they think; 



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will be disgraceful to the family and ruinous to the welfare of the 
young folks? Parents are entitled to respect for their age and ex- 
perience as well as their position, though they may be too hasty or 
uncharitable in their conclusions in such an affair. Then the young 
folks should be honorable with them. If they will in time inform 
the parents of their wish, and ask their consent, and show some 
respect for their opinion, whatever it may be, they will very likely 
be disarmed of much of their opposition or prejudice. Ungenerous 
indeed is a parent, who will not at least respect a young man who 
without dissimulation, respectfully asks his consent to an alliance 
with his family. The approval of parents in such a matter is too 
important to be slighted. To have them reconciled will add much 
to their happiness after marriage.” 

A few years afterwards Mr. Thompson was obliged to take his 
wayward daughter and son-in-law into his house, and give them a 
home, so as to save them from the life of poverty with which they 
appeared to be threatened. 



Autumnal Work. 


Mr. Warden’s fall work was all completed in proper time. 
His wheat was sowed, and his apples and potatoes gathered and 
Stored away. His corn was husked and put into the crib before the 


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storms of the season commenced. Winter quarters for the cattle 
and sheep were made ready in due time. Then he had abundant 
reasons for rejoicing in the prosperity of all his personal matters. 
Albert faithfully performed all of his duties. Charlie felt that new 
life was put into him by the companionship of Albert, who now 
appeared like an older brother to him. Work was pleasanter to 
him with such company and instructive conversation. Winter 
came on; then there was little to be done except taking care of Mr. 
Warden’s live stock. These received their due attention, and there 
was some time for self communion and literary entertainment, — 
very appropriate at that time of the year. 

Albert often thought of his pleasant visit at Mt. Moriah ; and 
he felt perplexed in considering how he could keep up the acquaint- 
ance that he had there so happily made. Would it be presumption 
to go there with no other object than to see the lovely one who now 
so often engaged his thoughts? What kind of a reception might 
he. expect to get there ? 

On New Year’s eve arrangements were made for a supper and 
festival at the church. In its preparation, the Warden family, Mrs. 
Watson and others took an active part. A large and respectable 
company was there gathered. Mr. Frisby, of course, had to be 
there to wait on Miss Bertha. He was not without fears that a 
rival might supplant him, or in some other way his enterprise might 
be defeated. All felt happy, and greatly enjoyed the entertainment. 
Good order prevailed, and the older persons felt much satisfaction 
in it. A promenade was proposed. Mr. Frisby and Miss Warden 
led in the procession. Albert was slighted and obliged to remain 
out of it till Mrs. Watson nudged him with, “How is this, Mr. Al- 
bert Merton, that you are not in that happy company?” “I suppose 
that nobody here thinks as much of me as you.” “What a com- 
pliment!” she replied, taking his arm and joining in the walk. Mr, 


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Frisby noticed this and whispered to Miss Warden, “Auntie Wat- 
son seems to like Mr. Merton.” “Yes and she can have him. No- 
body is in her way.” This he received with a slight laugh and as 
an evidence that he was gaining ground with her. While thus 
passing around the room they approached a gentlemanly farmer 
whom she introduced to him as Mr. Howard. After a few words 
of conversation, he mentioned that he lived at Mt. Moriah and saw 
Albert there with Rev. Mr. Jones. Mrs. Watson was then called 



Mt. Moriah. 


to render some help in another part of the house. “Come around 
here,” said Mr. Howard, “I wish to talk with you.” 

Mr. Howard then said that his oldest son had entered college 
with the expectation of going through a regular course of study, 
so as to prepare for some profession. And he thought from indi- 
cations that his son was better adapted for a learned profession than 
for farming. He showed more inclination that way than towards 
agriculture. Wherefore he would be obliged to have help on his 
farm; and if Albert were movable, that is, not under especial obli- 
gations to Mr. Warden, he would like to have him. Albert asked 
a few questions and promised to consider the matter. With Mr. 
Warden he had been well suited and had a pleasant home at his 
house. Would it therefore be prudent for him to make a change? 
This thought gave him a little perplexity. But he was introduced 


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by his friend, Mrs. Watson, and there was an air of benignity 
about the man that drew Albert towards him, in respect at least. 

As the company was about dispersing, Albert told Mr. How- 
ard that he would go and see him about the matter of hiring with 
him in a short time. “We have a Farmers’ Club,” said he, “and 
our next meeting will be in the evening of one week from next 
Thursday. Come at that time.” 

A deep snow now covered the ground, and the roads were in 
the best condition for sleighing. Albert asked for leave of absence 
so as to have a sleigh ride ; and he arranged with Mr. Gregory to 
take his place. Mr. Warden did not object, and Mr. Gregory was 
very willing to leave his bachelor’s hall for a few days, especially 
when he could have the benefit of some intellectual company like 
he would find at Mr. Warden’s. 

A farm hand, who is a good horseman, enjoys a sleigh ride as 
much as anybody. So it was with Albert Merton. A few hours 
drive brought him to the house of Mr. Howard. He was received 
with genuine rural hospitality. After a good and wholesome din- 
ner, he looked over the farm and farm buildings, so as to get some 
idea of the situation that he would there have. Then he entered 
into an engagement for one year, to commence early in the spring. 
“You shall go with us to the club, that evening,” said Mr. Howard. 

This Farmers’ Club was one of the live and active kind, such 
as ought to be more common. A large number of practical farm- 
ers was there assembled this evening. Mr. Howard’s family was 
fully represented. No fewer than thirty horses were standing ad- 
jacent to the hall. The most of these were hitched to bobsleds, on 
which wagon beds were placed, and they came loaded to their ut- 
most capacity. While standing there, these horses were covered 
with blankets in a manner that would have met the approval of 
the strictest officers of the Humane Society. 


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The meeting was called to order by a stalwart farmer, and the 
district school teacher took his place as secretary. The minutes of 
the last meeting were read and approved. “Any notices to be an- 
nounced ?” asked the chairman. A man arose and said, “I hold in 
my hand a letter from an acquaintance who will be here in the 
spring to do pruning and grafting of fruit trees. I can recommend 
him as a skillful operator.” “If any body has hay to sell I can tell 
him where he can find market for a few loads,” said another. “I 
have a good saddle horse for sale,” was next heard. Some offers 
were made and some wants expressed; then the presiding officer 
asked the secretary for the first article on the program. A farmer 
whose countenance beamed with intelligence arose and read an essay 
on the cultivation and marketing of small fruits. Some remarks 
and discussion followed. An essay on the duty and treatment of 
hired girls was next read by a farmer’s wife. The chairman re- 
quested ladies especially for remarks. A few responded. “Some 
music now would be in order,” said the presiding officer. An ex- 
temporized choir rendered a piece in which the vocal power was 
better than the appropriateness of the piece. “There is a young 
lady here whom I know to be a good vocalist ; will she favor us 
with a solo ?” was heard. “Come forward, Miss Brayton,” said 
another voice, and it was repeated by several others. She came to 
the platform, and with a clear voice and with becoming modesty 
sang My Mother’s Bible*. 

This book is all that’s left me novir, — 

Tears will unbidden start, — 

With faltering lip and throbbing brow 
I press it to my heart. 

For many generations past 
Here is our family tree ; 

My mother’s hands this Bible claspdd, 

She, dying, gave it me. 

Albert’s heart thrilled with rapture as he listened to the voice 

* By George P. Morris. 


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of her with whom he had made a happy acquaintance the last sum- 
mer in an orchard. Her choice of this piece indicated a domestic 
disposition that claimed his admiration. 

Recess was next in order. Then commenced a cordial greeting 
of these good neighbors. Albert was introduced to several of them. 
Husbands and wives were there, and young people of both sexes, 
showing the glow of health and high spirits. Albert and Elta 
Brayton came into contact. Their recognition was happy. Soon 
they had engaged in a nice conversation that the folks thought 
politeness required them not to interrupt, and they became so ear- 
nest in it as scarcely to notice the call to order. A discussion of the 
question “What legislation does the agricultural interest now de- 
mand ?” engaged these progressive farmers till the hour of adjourn- 
ment. He then in a complaisant manner bade Miss Brayton good 
night, and said that he would be happy to see her again. Her art- 
less mien confirmed her answer that such a thing would not be 
unacceptable to her. He then joined the Howard family and 
passed the night with them. How. he slept and what he dreamed 
we can only imagine. 

On the next morning he returned to Mr. Warden’s with his 
heart in such an ecstatic frame that the music of his sleigh bells 
added only a little to the happy spell in which he was then bound. 
He was not like many love sick swains, nor was he an adept in the 
higher arts of gallantry, but he was a man of candor, and while he 
believed in Platonic love, he considered that it could be kept alive 
only by rendering to each other material aid in supplying daily 
wants, and by uniting their industry and economy in providing the 
means of living; and besides this, making aright and judicious use 
of such worldly goods as they might obtain. 


CHAPTER VIII. 

Mr. Frisby again comes to the front — A gay wedding — Albert takes an honor- 
able leave of Mr. Warden — He receives some precious testimonials — His new place 
of employment — His labor and deportment there — He and Elta Brayton plight their 
troth — He asks parental consent in an honorable manner — A college student much 
interested. 

T the time of the church festival Mr. Frisby informed Miss 
J|| Warden that a lady clerk was wanted in a fancy and millinery 
i * store in the city where his employment was; and he advised her 
to apply for the situation. She obtained it, and was soon in a fair 
way for rendering good satisfaction. When off from duty her lover 
had a better chance to pay his addresses. He boasted of his ex- 
pected promotion, and that good prospects were before him. If 
one project did not succeed another would. Perhaps he would turn 
his attention to politics, and get elected to the Legislature or to 
Congress, and then what a career of pleasure she might have as his 
companion ! The glamor of such prospects as pictured by him led 
her captive and she consented to become his wife. Alas for the 
education that fails to teach correct knowledge of human nature, 
and to give correct views of the true sources of wealth, prosperity 
and genuine domestic happiness in this relation ! 

Mr. Warden got some inklings of Frisby’s erratic doings, and 
of his assiduity to Miss Bertha; wherefore he sent a written request 
for her to come home, intending to give her some fatherly counsel, 
of which she was then in much need. By some mishap it got into, 
the hands of her lover, and he stopped it. Then he prevailed on 
her to have their marriage immediately. At his expense and ac- 
cording to his arrangements it was accomplished in dashing style at 
the largest hotel in the place, and a newspaper reporter was em- 
ployed to write and publish a pompous account of the affair. 


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Forthwith they started on a gay wedding tour. The inquisitive 
reader will please excuse the writer for dropping the curtain on 
their subsequent career. 

Albert Merton, with his pleasing anticipations, began to feel 
somewhat like a stranger at Mr. Warden’s. All of the family re- 
gretted to part with him. Early in the spring he took his depart- 
ure for his new place of employment. Mr. Warden presented him 
an elegant silk hat in the latest style, saying, “I present you this as 
a slight token of the great pleasure and satisfaction that your ser- 
vice has been to me, and furthermore for the honorable demeanor 
that you have always manifested about my house and towards all 
my family.” Mrs. Warden then presented a nice pair of gaiter 
shoes. “These I give you as an additional token of our profound 
respect for you, and I join with my husband in wishing you much 



One of Albert’s Presents. 


happiness and prosperity in the future.” Albert was quite agreea- 
bly surprised at the offer of these precious gifts. He could only 
reply by expressing his thanks, and saying that he would often 
receive pleasure in thinking of his happy abode with them, and he 
would never use these articles without pleasing remembrances of 
the donors. 

While packing his trunk a book was put into his hands fldth 
a note from Mr. Gregory. It was offered as a tribute of respect, 
and an earnest and heart-felt wish was expressed that he might soon 


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be so situated as to realize in practice the beautiful sentiments and 
theories given in it.* 

Albert Merton was now installed in his new place of employ- 
ment. As a farmer, Mr. Howard was a counterpart to Mr. War- 
den. All of his family were church members, and he was an elder 
and in this capacity was a great help to the pastor. His consistent 
Christian life and habits excited a moral influence that was felt by 
all in his employment. A great reformation was effected in some 
of them. There was an artless sincerity in what he professed that 
recommended it to all who had dealings with him. He was one of 
those who could put a hireling in the way of improving himself, 
and this was often done unconciously to the individual. Business 
was done in a regular and systematic way. A farm and household 
journal, and a correct account of all pecuniary transactions were 
kept. Albert soon learned all of his, duties and faithfully performed 
them. He always knew his place, and by his complaisant demean- 
or won the highest esteem, and thus procured for himself profound 
respect from all. 

Mr. Howard’s family were all working people. No form of 
useful labor was despised by any of them. The oldest son was 
attending college, and the younger children were at a tender and 
impressible age. He saw with great satisfaction that his new farm 
hand was gaining an influence over them that he was confident would 
not be used to their detriment. They liked him, and Mr. Howard 
saw with great satisfaction that he was likely to be a good moral in- 
structor to them. There was nothing about him to excite evil 
surmisings. He never failed to pass the Sabbath in a proper way. 
His habits were regular, and on asking leave of absence, he was not 
ashamed to tell where he was going. Thus full confidence between 
employer and employe was soon established. The Howards were 

* Life at Home; by Rev. Wm. Aikman, D. D. 


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not gossipping people; and he regarded their private affairs as mat- 
ters about which it would be highly impertinent for him to tell to 
others. And by this means he procured a similar regard for his 
personal matters. 

Mr. Howard on receiving a new inmate into his family always 
made the person acquainted with his household arrangements as far 
as was proper; so that whether the individual were a hired man or 
a transient guest, he was made to feel at home. He rendered what 
was due to his workmen as well as to his genteel visitors. In this 
place Albert Merton every day faithfully performed his work. He 



Mx\ Brayton’s Residence. 


anticipated each item of business as soon as his employer would 
have done it. 

At proper times he had happy interviews with the amiable 
Miss Bray ton. They both soon discovered such a harmony of dis- 
position and sympathy of soul as persuaded them that each of them 
was a necessity to the other’s happiness. With a couple so well 
adapted to each other, nature does much of the courtship. Bland 
address and feats of gallantry are not needed. On a pleasant eve- 
ning, while the fields and gardens were clothed in their richest ver - 
dure, and all Nature was in profound repose, he offered his heart 
and hand ; and she was ready to accept the boon. Seated in an 
arbor with only the silent stars above as witnesses, they plighted 


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their troth, and agreed that the time of their union should be only 
a question of time and expediency. A deep silence then came over 
them. They both felt the magnitude of what they had pledged to 
each other. He presently spoke, saying that it was time for him 
to take his departure. She replied, “Stay with us to-night and 
have breakfast in the morning.” 

Seated around the table, when the morning repast was finished, 
Albert addressed Mr. Brayton, saying, “I suppose sir, that you have 
observed my intimacy with Elta, and it is now time that you should 
know what we mean by it. We find between us such a degree of 
mutual affection that we are convinced that it is expedient for us to 
enter the marriage relation. If therefore, we can have your con- 
sent and approbation our happiness will be complete.” Mr. Bray- 
ton deliberately replied, “Albert, I have always heard a good report 
concerning you, and I have observed your deportment since you 
came to this place. You and Elta are both old enough and wise 
enough to know the responsibility of what now especially concerns 
you. I therefore give my approval of your proceeding according 
to your wish.” Mrs. Brayton then said, “My consent follows that 
of my husband, and may God bless you.” With these assurances 
of their favor in the fulfillment of his heartfelt wishes, Albert re- 
turned to his employment. He now felt nerved anew for his daily 
tasks. He performed his summer’s work and that which followed 
in a cool and philosophic manner. None of his companions had 
the effrontery to jeer him about his love affair. 

At a certain time, Mr. Brayton remarked to his wife, “How 
noble Albert Merton was in asking our consent for a match with 
Elta! Had I been opposed to the thing, I would have been dis- 
armed of much of my prejudice, just by his honorable mode of 
laying the matter before us.” “I think so too,” replied his worthy 


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spouse, “and I feel assured that we will never at any time have 
a just cause to wish that we had withheld our consent.” 

Harvest and seed time had passed on the Howard farm with 
their respective parts finished in their proper season. In all these 
Albert had done a prominent portion. The forests were now be- 
coming tinged with the season’s colors While these are often called 
“The melancholy days of Autumn,” the quality of sadness in them 
does not always affect the human race; especially those to whom 
there is not a fear of the approach of poverty or “hard times.” 
The moralist, who considers all things as ordered for the best, takes 
things as they come and makes the most profitable use out of them. 
A great calamity may occur at the most beautiful season of the year, 
or one of the most interesting events in human life may be in the 
time of wintry storms and impassable roads. The circumstance in 
itself is a matter of more concern than the season in which it 
happens. 

The Howards were apprized in time of Albert’s intended mar- 
riage, and an invitation was given for them to attend the wedding 
according to their pleasure. There was no idle gossipping about it. 
The oldest son came home from the college and carefully observed 
the whole affair. He anticipated the time when in the exercise of 
his profession he should be called to perform the marriage ceremony. 
Now he would have a chance to take some lessons in this interesting 
part of a minister’s or magistrate’s business. When his next turn 
came to be essayist in the Philomathean Society, his description of 
a country wedding so pleased the students that they listened to it 
with the closest attention and declared that he deserved the thanks 
of the society. Some of them wished for a copy of it. 


CHAPTER IX. 

A nice rural wedding — Mr. and Mrs. Merton commence housekeeping — Poultry 
raising — Charlie Warden pays them a visit — He tells about Simon Andros and his 
ruin by a dissolute son — Charlie has a proposition for Albert — Merton and Warden 
in partnership on the Andros farm. 


^ of tha 


|NTIL the happy day came there was but little change in the 
daily routine of the persons most concerned till the afternoon 
day. On the previous evening, Albert went to the 
home of his affianced, but this visit was only formal at that time 
compared with others. At the Brayton home there was bustle and 
activity. The parlor was opened, and the chairs and sofas placed 
in order. A good supper was prepared, and all of the house put 
into a show of cheerfullness. Let us imagine ourselves among the 
privileged spectators of the scene now to be enacted. 


Down in the lane where Albert and Rev. Jones first appeared 
to this family, a buggy is seen approaching. It contains Auntie 
Watson and a dapper young man whom we recognize as Charlie 
Warden. See, in what a graceful manner he brings the buggy up 
to the gate ! How handsomely he assists the lady to alight! He 
seems as if he liad been taking lessons in gallantry, and now feels 
inspiration from the happy affair soon to occur. Auntie has scarce- 
ly laid off her bonnet and shawl before she is the busiest one in the 
house. Her cheerful voice is heard by everyone, and she appears 
to be the life and soul of the company now gathered there. 


Miss Elta is in an upper room arranging her wedding toilet. 
Albert comes across the fields appropriately dressed for this happiest 
event of his life. The hat and gaiters, presented by the Warden’s 
he has not worn till this time. It was a serene autumnal day. A 
gentle breeze fanned the air as he walked pensively along and mused 


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on the change that he was about to make. He observed the corn 
standing in shocks and the wheat just sprouting so as to give the 
fields a verdant appearance. Thus nature seemed lending her 
charms to this interesting occasion. Miss Brayton sees him ap- 
proaching and from her window beckons a welcome to him. 

The company is arranged properly in the room, with a place 
reserved for the bridal pair. Charlie is named to give the signal to 
them when all are ready. As they enter the room a solemn still- 



Albert and Elta Pronounced Husband and Wife. 


ness conies over the assembly. Rev. Mr. Sexton deliberately per- 
forms the marriage ceremony, and pronounces Albert aud Elta 
husband and wife, adding, “What God hath joined together, let not 
man put assunder.” Congratulations follow, not the least earnest 
of which is that of Auntie Watson. She prints a kiss on the bride’s 
cheek and grasping Albert’s hand says to him, “I have been expect- 
ing this ever since your visit here with pastor Jones.” A bountiful 
supper is then served, and the evening is passed in amusements 
becoming a rural wedding. A protracted frolic on such an occasion 
is here deemed out of place and useless. They did not believe in 


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taking a wedding tour to display themselves. Albert on the next 
day returned to his work at Mr. Howard’s. 

A few years before this event, Mr. Howard had built a tenant 
house on his farm, expecting to have an occupant who would always 
be ready to help in his farm work. This he thought would be an 
advantage to both. Misfortunes happened to some of his tenants, 
some became a pest to the neighborhood, others did not work 
enough to pay their rent and other indebtedness to him that they 
contracted by appealing to his sympathy, and besides they damaged 
the house. Disgusted with this species of humanity, when he got 
rid of the last one, he determined that the house should stand empty, 
or be used for other purposes rather than admit another. This de- 
termination he now did not feel bound to keep any longer. 

Albert and a carpenter made some repairs, and in less than 
three weeks after their wedding, a few of the good neighbors gave 
a housewarming to Mr. and Mrs. Merton. At first they felt some 
awkwardness in their new condition, but this gradually wore off. 
The young wife soon became so that she felt less embarrassment 
than honor in being addressed as Mrs. Merton. They were not 
abashed when a visitor called; and sometimes they invited their 
friends to pass a night with them. They commenced housekeeping 
in a small way, intending to enlarge as they became better acquaint- 
ed with details. 

They passed the winter with much felicity, daily becoming . 
more accustomed to their new relation. The inclement weather 
kept them together much of the time. They resolved to unite their 
industry and economy so as to acquire a competence for a permanent 
home, and the means of living. They decided that while Albert 
was working for Mr. Howard, Mrs. Merton could take the care and 
management of some domestic fowls. This project was proposed 


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to Mr. Howard, and he readily entered into the enterprise, and 
promised his help. At his expense a poultry house was erected and 
furnished with some Dorkings, Plymouth Rocks, White Leghorns 
and Bantams. Of these the young wife assumed charge, intending 
as she learned their nature, and profited by her experience, if suc- 
cessful, she would enlarge according to ability. 



Some of Mrs. Merton’s Poultry. 

The experiment of poultry raising by Mrs. Merton proved 
eminently successful. They lived within their income and avoided 
all unnecessary expenses. The profits of Albert’s labor and the 
receipts from the sale of eggs and chickens were made a common 
fund, out of which her pin money and their current expenses were 
taken, and in a few years they were able to commence a bank ac- 
count. Thus by their domestic economy and judicious management 
they were soon on the highway to wealth as well as being in the 
full fruition of connubial felicity. And so they passed through 
several years of prosperity with no lack of friends and the ordinary 
comforts and conveniences of life. A son and heir came to them, 
whom they named Samuel Warden. 

One evening in mid-winter while Albert was feeding the do- 
mestic animals at Mr. Howard’s barn, a light sleigh with a full set 
of bells drove up and he was accosted by his former friend, Charlie 


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Warden. He gave him a cordial hand shaking and an invitation 
to his house. Supper over and some chit chat on the past and 
present, especially what they both had seen and experienced, Char- 
lie said, “I have i story to tell you, — one that will disclose some- 
thing that may be a great concern to you as well as me. I wish 
Mrs. Merton also to hear it.” “Now is as good a time for it as 
any,” replied Albert. 

Charlie then proceeded to tell about business transactions be- 
tween his father and one Simon Andros. This man had incurred 
great expense in the education of his hopeful son and then he had 
set him up in the mercantile business, for which he manifested a 
great lack of capacity. Mr. Andros had been a particular friend 
of Mr. Warden, and hence was calculated to work on his sympathy. 
The dissolute character of young Andros and his incapacity for 
business were known to only a few. Mr. Warden had loaned mon- 
ey to Simon Andros and taken a mortgage on his farm as security. 
He had recently come to an untimely end, wherefore the mortgage 
had to be foreclosed, and now Charlie Warden had the offer to take 
and hold the farm during the life time of his father on very easy 
terms, and by the advice of his father he had now come to see 
whether Albert would enter into partnership with him in the man- 
agement of that farm. 

On the next day Albert and Charlie went to look at the Andros 
farm and see the prospect there. After their return, arrangements 
were made and entered into for a partnership in farming, by these 
two enterprising young men. Charlie was now entering manhood 
with a good capacity for business. Mr. Howard had the less regret 
in parting with Albert Merton, because his younger sons were now 
at such an age as to be a great help to him, and they took such in- 
terest in farming as was highly creditable to them. For this they 
were much indebted to Albert for his salutary influence over them. 


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Early in the next spring they took possession of their new 
place. Mrs. Merton’s poultry was taken along and a place was 
fixed for her fowls. So much work had to be done on their arrival 
in the form of repairs in the house and barn, and also in putting 
the farm in a better condition, that for the first year they had little 
or no profit. With the improvements made, the next year was 
propitious to them, and each succeeding one more so. 

Charlie soon found a girl that he could love and was adapted 
to his wants, and she made him happy. The house was large 
enough for both of the young families. Their wives attended to 
the poultry business, while these young farmers managed the agri- 
cultural department. They furnished the best turkeys for Thanks- 
giving and the holidays, and eggs and chickens for the market at 
all seasons of the year. Merton and Warden are now in the high- 
way of rural prosperity, as well as in the full fruition of that do- 
mestic happiness which is “ The only bliss of Paradise that has 
survived the fall.” When they are obliged to hire help on the 
farm or domestics in the house, they know, how to treat them. 
Tutored as they have been, they well understand the position of 
employer and employe. 




CHAPTER X. 

An episode in which some persons figure who have been introduced in former 
chapters — A widower’s embarrassment — Ilis experience with housekeepers and 
matchmakers — Elizabeth Watson becomes Mrs. Ludlow No. 2 — A second marriage 
may be as happy as any other 

BjlEV. LEVI LOWRY, the young pastor of Gilead church, was 
Ml introduced in a former chapter, and mention made of Rev. 

Father Wilson’s interest in his success and welfare. He is still 
ministering to that congregation. How and where he found a life 
partner, well adapted to the position of presiding over a parsonage, 


A House of Worship Worthy of the Times and Enterprise of the 
People Who There Congregate. 

even if he should get a call to a city church, is not in the province 
of our knowledge. The presumption is, that by trusting in Provi- 
dence and keeping his eyes open, he discovered one, as near to what 
he wished, as he might expect. His ministry has much blessed the 


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church has prospered, many additions to its membership have been 
made, and a new house of worship has been erected — becoming the 
times and enterprise of the people, who there congregate. 

One of his active parishioners was a Mr. Ludlow, an honest and 
prosperous farmer. When about the age twenty five he had marri- 
ed the first and only woman, that he thought he would be pleased to 
call wife. With her as a companion and helpmate he had lived very 
happy over twenty-five years and had realized many of the pleasures 
and benefits that only well mated couples can attain. Six children 
were born to them, and they were well known as a respectable and 
thriving family. 

The whole neighborhood was on one day shocked by the report 
of the sudden death of Mrs. Ludlow from heart disease. A large 
concourse of people attended the funeral. Many tears were shed as 
friends and neighbors looked on her lifeless form. The bereaved 
husband and family had the sympathy of every one. After the 
burial of his beloved wife, he carried her miniature with him and, 
when alone, he sometimes sat and wept over it. Often he went 
alone and stood some moments in silence by her grave. 

Now a great embarrassment came over Mr. Ludlow. He 
wished to keep his children together, so that he might exercise due 
concern in their education; and his farm was in a good state of culti- 
vation, which he thought would be preserved only by his personal 
supervision. He was therefore obliged to employ a housekeeper. 
He engaged one who in many particulars gave good satisfaction; but 
he soon found that she was under a marriage engagement. Where- 
fore he was obliged to give her a wedding and an honorable dis- 
charge. His next one had so much company and many of her vis- 
itors were of such dubious character, that he feared scandal would 
be brought on his house. For this reason he was obliged to get rid 
of her. And then he got one who was a mercenary character, who 


?i 

performed her work in a perfunctory manner, that showed that the 
security of her wages was her uppermost motive, and that besides 
this little there concerned her. 

Some of his officious neighbors told him that he ought to get 
another wife; and he snubbed them with “ That's none of your busi- 
ness .” After a while he began to think seriously about the matter, 
and became more easy of access about such a movement. Half a 
dozen or more widows and old maids were proposed to him, but he 
could only laugh at the idea of being suited with any of them. 
Their notions about such an affair amused him. And he discovered 
that certain society women were “setting their caps” for him, think- 
ing to get a chance to revel in the fruits of his decased wife’s indus- 
try. With him the question constantly arose — where was there one 
adapted to his wants, — one that he could love and would love in 
return? 

His children were at such an age as to feel some concern in such 
an affair. Perhaps the woman of his choice would have a great prej - 
udice against them, or they against her; and perchance it might be 
otherwise. These considerations perplexed him very much. His 
home had always been a pleasant place, and he dreaded anything 
that might introduce discord and trouble. Sometimes he thought 
about renting his farm, and then taking leisurely excursions, in 
which he might find the desired object. But in this project great 
difficulties appeared. Trusty tenants, who would properly care for 
his house and farm were scarce ; good places for his children might 
not be obtained ; and a wife hunter was regarded as an object of 
ridicule. So the way out of his dilemma seemed a profound 
mystery. 

Rev. Mr. Lowry saw the state of affairs with Mr. Ludlow; 
but what could he do for him? He remembered Father Wilson’s 


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attempt to get him a wife. Could he now do anything better for 
his friend and parishioner ? He felt timorous about trying. When 
the pastor was at a certain time alone with him, he casually re- 
marked, "I have some knowledge of an estimable widow, Elizabeth 
Watson by name, who lives near Rehoboth church. I think you 
would do well to make her acquaintance.” This he thought was 
hint enough. To say more might defeat the suggestion that he was 
giving. What he said was enough. Mr. Ludlow became thought- 
ful, and did not wish to hear anything more just then. “Behold 
how great a matter a little fire kindleth.” 

Mr. Ludlow made a leisurely visit to the Rehoboth neighbor- 
hood with no other business (apparently) than professional courtesy 



Mr. Ludlow on an Interesting Expedition. 


to the farmers there. At the house of one of them he was provi- 
dentially introduced to Mrs. Watson. He engaged her in conver- 
sation in such a manner that other persons in the room thought it 
an act of etiquette to make their exit. They both soon became 
much interested, and their chairs, by a magnetic influence, drew 
closer towards each other. This conference, too sacred for our ears, 
was continued a reasonable length of time. On taking his depart- 
ure, he asked the pleasure of seeing her at her home at a future 
time. She modestly gave her consent. After a few visits and some 
correspondence, he went with his carriage and took her to the par- 


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sonage, where they were married. On the next morning she packed 
her trunk and went with her husband to his home. 

Great was the surprise of the neighbors, several of whom hap- 
pened to be on a neighborly visit at farmer Warden’s, when one of 
them exclaimed, “We are going to lose Auntie Watson.” “Why ! 
How so? What do you mean?” said another. “She’s married to 
Mr. Ludlow, who lives in the Gilead neighborhood.” “Astonish- 
ing !” “You don’t say so!” These and other similar expressions 
were heard in quick succession. “Getting her is the best days work 
that Mr. Ludlow has ever done,” said Mr. Warden. “How long 
is it since his first wife died ?” asked one of the inquisitive women. 
“About two years,” was the answer. “He had more patience than 
Mr. Sullivan,” said Mr. Scott, “for he hardly waited till his first 
wife’s tracks had disappeared from his house before he began to look 
for another ; and after being rejected by half a dozen who could not 
approve his indecent haste, he married a playmate for his oldest 
daughter.” “I knew an instance,” said Mr. Thompson’s farm hand, 
“in which a widower married a woman of such age, and such char- 
acter as so displeased his children that they declared, that, when he 
died, he should not be buried by the side of their mother.” “It 
would be a libel to think that of Mr. Ludlow,” said Mr. Warden. 
“Our loss will be a gain to the Gilead folks,” was uttered by one 
of the sober minded women in the company. 

Some time before this change in Mr. Ludlow’s family, hecaljed 
his children together and thus addressed them, “I have it in mind 
to give you a stepmother. The one that I have in view I am cer- 
tain that you will love. She will do a fair part by you, and will 
be as much like a real mother to you, as it is possible for anyone to 
be. I have no doubt that she will treat you well, and it is but 
reasonable that she should have the same in return. Now, if I can 
have your approval, it will be a source of great satisfaction to us. 


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“I will make no objections,” said the oldest son. “If it prove to 
be a good thing, I will be as glad as anybody ; if otherwise, I shall 
only ask the small favor of getting another home.” With this the 
others expressed unity. 

Mrs. Ludlow entered her new home, not as an absolute mon- 
arch of the house, but she gave her husband’s children a respectful 
greeting, and first assumed the air and attitude of a visitor. She 
on the next day explored the premises; then she awaited the arrival 
of her furniture and personal effects. These were placed in order, 
and the children gave some help, for which she expressed gratitude. 
She so modestly and gradually assumed control of the household 
affairs that the transition was scarcely perceived by the children. 
She soon found herself deeply in their affections. “I like her,” 
said the youngest. “I am glad we have her here,” said another. 
“Father could not have got anybody better,” said one of the boys. 
These expressions she overheard. When the young Ludlows heard 
the chilly air of a frosty morning compared to “A stepmother’s 
breath,” they took it as an affront and showed resentment. 

Mr. and Mrs. Ludlow proved to their neighbors and all, who 
knew them, that a second marriage, or one between persons over 
fifty years of age, may be as happy a union as one between person s 
of a younger age. Marriage is not always a failure, though many 
make a failure of it, and many render themselves ridiculous in the 
estimation of the public. But it was not so with this couple. 

Some persons of meddlesome character tried to put mischief 
into the children. One fast boy declared that, “No stepmother 
should ever come over him.” “Who ever heard of one, that was 
not a tyrant?” said another. “If my mother should die, and father 
get another woman, I would run away and never darken their door 
again,” was also heard. Notwithstanding these and other similar 


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objurgations, the new mother so insinuated herself into the affections 
of her husband’s children as to command from them all of the re- 
spect that she could wish. 

Mr. Ludlow and his second wife lived very happily during 
many years. His household matters were as well superintended, as 
he could wish. His good judgment prompted him not to make in- 
vidious comparisons between his present and former wife. Mrs. 
Ludlow soon gained as mauy friends as she had in her former home. 
With her advent a new atmosphere seemed to pervade their dwell- 
ing. Both appeared to have obtained a new lease of life. They 
prospered in secular business, and were held in high esteem where 
known. 

“They lived with no disturbing strife, 

In growing older younger grew, 

Until in fading out of life, 

They left the tale I’ve told to you.” 






A PARABLE FOR MODERN TIMES. 


f |HERE were three farmers, who made a fair living by the culti- 
vation of their land, and by attending strictly to their own con- 
cerns; and judiciously using the yearly proceeds of their crops 
they kept clear of all pecuniary embarrassments. Each of these wor- 
thy men had a son, who received a good education in the public 
schools. While yet in their boyhood, each of them got some ideas 
of sea-faring life, from their reading, and conversation with persons 
who had crossed the ocean. So pleased were they, with what 
they thus learned about sailing on the mighty deep, that they each 
resolved on leading “a life on the ocean wave”, and they eagerly 
read and listened to everything that gave them any information 
about ships and the sea. Adventures on the ocean now seemed to 
them glorious in prospect, and the plodding labor of the farm too 
dull and monotonous for them. 

Farmer A. had heard much about shipwrecks and other ma- 
rine disasters, and about the depraved and profligate habits of sailors. 
He therefore imagined every ship that sailed was doomed to be 
wrecked, and that every sailor became lost to morality and steady 
habits, and in one word “ good for nothing ”, and a nuisance to the 
public. How abhorrent then appeared to him the idea, that his son 
should come to that pass! But the son had sagacity enough to per- 
ceive, that his father had but a vague idea of marine life, and that in 
many particulars he was misinformed, and was too much under the 


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influence of prejudice. Having been very successful in farming, and 
knowing but little about other kinds of employment, he thought it 
was the only business fit for his son to follow. But the idea of sail- 
ing on the sea, the glorious sea, haunted the son’s mind continually. 
He brooded over it day by day, and at night it was the subject of 
his dreams. He resolved to elope and go to sea; but in his visions 
of sea life, he never conceived what was necessary for success and 
promotion in it, and he had no friends to advise him or aid him in 
getting a good situation on a vessel. 

He fled from his parental home, and went to the nearest sea- 
port. There he got a situation on board of a ship, that was about 
to sail. He soon found himself under a tyrannical captain, and with 
a crew of dissolute companions, who were lost to all refinement of 
character, and rectitude of principle. He was often the butt of their 
coarse jests, because he was an awkward “land lubber,” and their 
wanton ribaldry constantly assailed his ears. Arrived in port, he was 
inveigled into dens of iniquity by crafty wiles of which he had nev- 
er before heard. There he was stripped of his wages, and then turn- 
ed out penniless, a stranger in a strange place. Again he shipped 
and had a similar experience, and thus he learned what seafaring 
life is in reality, and how ill-adapted he was to encounter its stern 
vicissitudes. Having fled from his home by stealth, he was asham- 
ed to return. He became disqualified for everything but work on 
ship-board, and this required what he had not in his outstart prop- 
erly considered. Gladly now would he have returned to the peacea- 
ble home on land, that he had deserted, but it was impossible for 
him. After some voyages with merciless and hard-hearted crews 
whose seductive influences he could not withstand, broken in con- 
stitution by dissipated habits and hard service, he died in a marine 
hospital and his body was used in a medical college for anatomical 
purposes. 


Farmer B. took a more rational view of his son’s ambition. 
Having a friend, who resided at a seaport, he requested him to pro- 
cure a situation for his son on board of a good ship and with an 
honest captain, with whom he might have a chance to try sea-far- 
ing life. A berth for him was obtained, in the capacity of cabin 
boy, and the ship sailed. When out on the ocean, he saw and learn- 
ed things of such character and quality, as were strange and surpass- 
ing in novelty and terror any thing, that he had ever heard or im- 
agined. He experienced sea sickness, passed through storms, and 
learned what life on the ocean is in reality. He found his ideal of 
sailing on the ocean very different, from what facts now demonstra- 
ted. He learned, too, that it was something, for which he was far 
from being adapted by nature, and he longed to be again on land, 
where he might view the fields and growing crops instead of the 
rolling billows. One voyage cured him of his ambition to be a sai- 
lor. He returned to his home, having seen enough of the ocean, and 
afterwards he was well satisfied with rural life, and by industry and 
strict application to business, he became a thorough and prosperous 
farmer. 

Farmer C. also took a rational view of his son’s ambition. He 
consulted a friend who was a retired sea captain, and then, like his 
neighbor, obtained a situation for his son on board of a good ship, 
where he was to take a voyage on probation. His commander soon 
found in him a good tact for learning ship duties, and he was always 
to be found at his place. He found too, that nature had endowed 
him with just the most necessary qualities for a seaman, and that he 
was eager to use every opportunity of improvement. After his tri- 
al voyage, he was offered extra inducements to continue in the ser- 
vice, and then he was promoted to higher and more important stations 
as he advanced in marine knowledge and experience, until he became 
the commander of one of those magnificent steamships that now uav- 


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igate the Atlantic. On one of his recent voyages, he testified his 
filial respect and gratitude by taking his father as a passenger and 
giving him a chance to visit some of the wonders of the British me- 
tropolis. 





















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